Steppers

[Intro: 42 Dugg & Indyah] 30 on me, I'ma cut a fool Callin' all the steppers to the front Get ready for the show, ayy, it's on We always number one when shit get thumped They ain't think Ric was comin' home Calling all the rangers to the front (Come on) Get ready for the show (Come on, let's go, come on, let's go) I'm always number one, I'm at the front (Bitch) Now, no one has to know [Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo] Ah, ugh, ugh, go Step how you want me to step for you, don't be no crash dummy I ain't gon' tell you do nun' I wouldn't do (Nope), I'm just bein' a hunnid Push for me the same way I push for you In the street, your credit good until it ain't (Facts) No snitchin', won't tell the truth Sky blue coupe, I drop the roof (Stretch) Bought a lil' puppy for my boo (Nah) You can see my shit through the tint Ask Johnny, five thousand a tooth Spanish bitch call me, "Papi chu" Free my lil' Doggie, cut 'em loose While they at it, free Shiesty, Pooh Heavy steppin' on shit like boots (Bagg) [Verse 2: EST Gee] Yeah, ain't nobody know nothin' but niggas still told Yola, real snow, put half on it, and it's still strong Stressin' searchin' through my dresser drawer, all my pills gone You did it first, I came through, did it worse so I don't feel wrong Rico tried to warn me 'bout a cross over the jail phone Sprayin' Magic on the envelope, we put his mail on Shirt off when I skrrt off, need the Lamb' rose Brodie was my friend since we was kids, we were sharin' clothes Still give 'em a headstone, nigga [Chorus: 42 Dugg & Indyah] Calling all the rangers to the front (Step for me, stretch sum'n) Get ready for the show (Let's go, let's go) I'm always number one, I'm at the front (Ah, duh) Now, no one has to know (Free Budd) Callin' all the steppers to the front (Step for me) Get ready for the show, ayy (Stretch sum'n, stretch sum'n) We always number one when shit get thumped (Ah, duh) Now, no one has to know (Free Budd) [Verse 3: 42 Dugg] Ayy, I'm back, bitch, and I still like to smack shit Whack shit, might leave a couple up in Saks Fifth Fuck 'em if he ain't with me, not the West, I'm from the East Stretch sum'n and get up with me, you know that we pay our tabs On the dash, still droppin' fives, one of one, I cop 'em fast Track the car, I'm speedin', nigga, kill me 'fore I need a nigga Who said we was even, nigga? '09, I was readin', nigga '010, I was leavin', nigga, if I said I changed, believe it, nigga [Verse 4: Yo Gotti] Diamonds crazy, you niggas fugazi, I ain't never been lazy Count up the million, hand for hand, band for band, gram for gram I can go Cullinan for Cullinan, I can go Lamb' for Lamb' I can go mansion for mansion, I can go acres in land I just bought a penthouse, five million in Atlanta Pull up in the valet in a Lemonhead Phantom Yeah, I'm big Gotti, never sleepin' on the business (Wake up) Callin' all the gangsters to the front, perfect attendance Yup, big (Gotti) [Chorus: 42 Dugg & Indyah] Calling all the rangers to the front (Step for me, stretch sum'n) Get ready for the show (Let's go, let's go) I'm always number one, I'm at the front (Ah, duh) Now, no one has to know (Free Budd) Callin' all the steppers to the front (Step for me) Get ready for the show, ayy (Stretch sum'n, stretch sum') We always number one when shit get thumped (Ah, duh) Now, no one has to know (Free Budd) [Verse 5: Blac Youngsta] Steppin' on shit, free my nigga 42, we come blow you (Free the gang) Other niggas couldn't tote you too much bag 'cause they backdoor you Ain't no T.I., Lil Flip situation, we beefin'? I hoe you (Blow your brains) I take out your whole bloodline like I'm supposed to, I don't know you (Gang, gang) Spin the block, knock the fans out the window, you hear the chop' (Woo) That's the mop, set you up with a bitch, look like Vivica Fox (Pussy) He went for the plot so she took him down for a AP watch (Ice) Sliced him with a blade, in his own crib, make the neighbors watch [Verse 6: Mozzy] Drop a ten, we gon' box him in soon as she drop her pin You know my money good, tell lil' bruh, "Lock that in" (Lock that in) Got to hand the 'migos passes, you is not my kin It's either death or jail with us, this shit is not gon' end We steppin', modify the weapons How the lines and steppers willin' to die behind they sections? Catch him, that's a blessin' 'cause niggas ain't outside You calculatin' attempteds, you must be out your mind, free all the guys, yeah [Outro: 42 Dugg & Indyah] Callin' all the steppers to the front Get ready for the show, ayy I'm always number one, I'm at the front Now, no one has to know