Catch Up, Pt. 2 lyrics

by

BBG Steppaa


[Intro: BBG Steppaa]
(It's Kosfinger, baby)
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Like, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Like, shiesty, b*tch
Suck our—
Suck our di*ks, n*gga
Like (It's Kosfinger, baby)
Real evil twins, n*gga, like

[Chorus: BBG Steppaa]
Man, this my last time dissin' you n*ggas (On bro)
'Cause most of my opps be cap (Like)
And them lil' n*ggas be jackin' the wacks
Caught a opp, now the b*tch don't jack what he jack (Like)
Man, these lil' n*ggas be faster than cats
Bro toss, throw four, make them lil' n*ggas mad (Like what?)
We Grape Street, heard you jackin' the Hat (DieHat)
If you lack, walk down, put the cap in your cap, like (Like, DieHat, b*tch)

[Verse 1: BBG Steppaa]
We be them shiesty lil' n*ggas (Like)
We tryna creep, put the pipe on you, n*gga (What? Like)
One false move, bullets strike you, n*gga
If you throw the wrong set, take your life in an instant (Like what? Like gang)
Life a bowl, fill it any minute
Oh, he lackin'? I'm grippin' my Smith & (Leg shot, like)
His head in his phone, oh, this lil' n*gga trippin'
He think it's a game, grab the mop, he's slippin'
Creep through the back door, sh*t was unlocked
He seen me, he wish he was clutchin' his Glock (Like)
He tried to run from some sh*t that was hot
But he tripped and he fell, bullets bustin' his top (Like gang)
f*ck what he said, man, the last thing you hear was the shots
Bro holds, so the last thing I'm worried 'bout is cops
I hop in, we skate off, we breakin' the block
And these cops ain't wait one minute to hop
Four arms up, tryna go for the box
What, you stupid? Well, b*tch, we is not (Like gang)
We break left, lose 'em when we rock
Made it back to the hood and we rushin' his spot
Woe passed me the wood, told me, "Roll up the opp"
Man, them boys down bad, tell 'em, "Get off the c*ck"
Better hop when we bendin' that block
n*ggas know Shiest block got unlimited shots (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
[Chorus: BBG Steppaa]
Man, this my last time dissin' you n*ggas
'Cause most of my opps be cap (Like)
And them lil' n*ggas be jackin' the wacks
Caught a opp, now the b*tch don't jack what he jack (Like)
Man, these lil' n*ggas be faster than cats (Faster than what?)
Bro toss, throw four, make them lil' n*ggas mad (Like what?)
We Grape Street, heard you jackin' the Hat (Grrah, like what?)
If you lack, walk down, put the cap in your cap, like (Gang, gang, gang)

[Bridge: DD Osama]
Gang
Every opp shot
I'm with Lil' BBG, creepin' through the back
I'ma creep through the front, we gon' flock at a Hat (DieHat)

[Verse 2: DD Osama]
This is my last time dissin' y'all n*ggas (On bro)
I can't wait 'til I catch me a opp (A opp)
Like, two, three shots gon' rip through his top (Grrah)
If he Notti Boppin', watch that n*gga drop
This is my last time dissin' y'all n*ggas (On bro)
41K, I got shots for that block (41K)
I call up BBG, creep through the back
I'ma creep through the front, we gon' flock at a Hat (DieHat)
Okay, 'cause they talkin' hot, I'ma really have to flock it
Two deep, me and pocket rocket
n*gga move funny, on bro, I'ma knock him
Okay, let's play
When we spin through they side, yeah, we makin' a movie (Movie)
Call up Dotty, he bringin' a Uzi
I call up two b*tches, they the smoochies
Know some b*tches that's fiendin' to do me (Do me)
In the spot, like big booty
I know that the opps mad, yeah, they lose me
b*tch, I hop out the V and I throw three
They gon' tell that it's me by the Rollie
Lil' b*tch, I'm the O, ain't nobody control me, like (Like, grrah, bang)
Lil' b*tch, I'm the O, ain't nobody control me (Bang)
[Chorus: BBG Steppaa]
Man, this my last time dissin' you n*ggas (On bro)
'Cause most of my opps be cap (Like)
And them lil' n*ggas be jackin' the wacks
Caught a opp, now the b*tch don't jack what he jack (Like)
Man, these lil' n*ggas be faster than cats
Bro toss, throw four, make them lil' n*ggas mad (Like)
We Grape Street, heard you jackin' the Hat (DieHat)
If you lack, walk down, put the cap in your cap, like (Like, DieHat)
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