Nba Youngboy – Step On Shit Lyrics

Nba Youngboy Step On sh!t Lyrics

Free Von
Duwan the producer
Yeah, I remember I was young
I remember we was stayin’ behind the mall
I was stayin’ one time, you hear me
We was standin’ outside, as I looked at a n—-, I told ’em, I say
“Only thing, only thing I’m missing’ out that’s gon’ make everything complete”
I need to stretch something (Ready for a prayer)
My n—– just looked at me, yeah
Lookin’ for a f—–’ l!ck

Dirty a– n—- always lookin’ for a f—–’ l!ck
Angry a– n—- always mad, it make no f—–’ sick
Savage a– n—-, always walkin’ with a dirty stick
Dangerous a– n—-, all he wanna do is step on s—
Demons see my momma, tell you b—— don’t let your trainer pay
He named his first son Draco, plus the child was born on 38th
It’s 4KTrey, I say nobody, say right who gon’ die today
You ’bout that s—, well b—-, we ’bout the same, it’s gon’ go down this way

You know I’m with the s—- (Yeah)
You say it’s up, we whoop the b—-
Knock down the whole clique
I kill ’em all, ain’t got no pics
Now check the scope up, b—-, I’m four up with this murder s—
I want his brains on top the pavement right aside the b—-
He a dread-head, we leave him smoked out on some rasta s—
Leave out straight bet with them choppa, b—-

I got dead men on these dollars, b—-
You be talkin’ reckless, we be steppin’, make you hold that s—
‘Cept with all that weapon, we gon’ stretch ’em
Man, I told that b—- I grew up on some soldier s—
We outchea domin’ s—
Police ask me do I wanna see a pic of how they found the b—-
I’m sorry I’m a rapper, I just talk, I just condone any of it
Soon as we get the drop, you know we cap ’em
They say we wrong for this
We gon’ get your a– gone with this

Dirty a– n—- always lookin’ for a f—–’ l!ck
Angry a– n—- always mad, it make no f—–’ sick
Savage a– n—-, always walkin’ with a dirty stick
Dangerous a– n—-, all he wanna do is step on s—
Demons see my momma, tell you b—— don’t let your trainer pay
He named his first son Draco, plus the child was born on 38th
It’s 4KTrey, I say nobody, say right who gon’ die today
You ’bout that s—, well b—-, we ’bout the same, it’s gon’ go down this way

Look, ring around the rosy (Okay), p—- say he on me (Let’s go)
I’ma put his d— inside his thugs (And that’s on my momma)
P—- n—- scared to be in the B, lyin’ like he in the streets
Know he’ll be dead if we just where he was
So we miss steppin’ on them ducks
Who you leave out in the field? N—-, yeach
Herm said he just caught a new one, drilled, dummy dead

Postin’ songs, don’t start preachin’ what you sayin’, p—- n—-
We put s— that sleep with Glocks like we got Xans in these pistols
I say 4KTrey my business, we gon’ step on any n—-
Who that is? Kill the witness
Say the word and they gon’ diss ’em
Ain’t got no words for no b—-, I pull the stick out on a n—-
Like lay your bed, I throw my pillow
The police after all my n—–

Dirty a– n—- always lookin’ for a f—–’ l!ck
Angry a– n—- always mad, it make no f—–’ sick
Savage a– n—-, always walkin’ with a dirty stick
Dangerous a– n—-, all he wanna do is step on s—
Demons see my momma, tell you b—— don’t let your trainer pay
He named his first son Draco, plus the child was born on 38th
It’s 4KTrey, I say nobody, say right who gon’ die today
You ’bout that s—, well b—-, we ’bout the same, it’s gon’ go down this way