Steppin’

I don't like to talk about steppin' But fuck it, saddle up, let's do it Go Gates Mm, ayy Vesre 1: Kevin Gates Smith & Wesson, snub nose, 38 with no hammer They know I'm left-handed, homework, concealed and carry The same one I had in the magnum, I put on acne Ooh 'Bout to throw it all away over misunderstandings, I'm slammin' Ooh I wish I never murdered But, I can't take that back, they zipped a bag and closed the curtains Stretch 'em, left that shit all flat, you can't repair with surgery Dick was goin' limp, she put that pussy on me perfect She do I'm thinkin' 'bout my brother, I want blood in the detergent On the love, and I'm determined Woah Steady workin', bitch, I'm in here In here Recruited me some crash, whip out the cash, he gotta get there They pass around the back, we got to smash whoever in there In there Chorus: Kevin Gates Ayy, keep it G with me Ooh, that's all I ask of you For real If you shoot at me and miss, lil' bitch, I won't rat on you Uh-uh Ayy, keep it G with me For real, that's all I ask of you Be calm Make sure you do the same when I send it back at you Bitch Let lil' brother drive the whip Yeah Pull up right on gang Gang Watch, I do my thing Thing Hop out, let 'em hang Hang Ayy, keep it G with me Yeah, that's all I ask of you Yeah Make sure you do the same when I send it back at you Yeah, yeah, yeah Verse 2: Kevin Gates & Gucci Mane I'm fully prepared Gates Few niggas are spared Wait Right before the clock run out Gates, wait I bet I get you smashed Yeah Detachable compartments in the car, went bought a Drac' Bap, boom Pull up in the nine and gonna take apart the tags Boom, yeah This is not for show, to post, you show your shit, you blow your shit Boom OG Boobie told me it's a go, ain't no controllin' him Blow F-250 kill, I rock the glizzy like I'm Soulja Slim Diamonds wet, they hittin', took 'em out, I rock like whodie 'nem Why My lil' **** out of Philly, yeah, really with it yeah Bling, blong, yeah, yeah Just got out the feds, zipped a hat, without no foot, or tag Steady braggin' on your fitted cap, you not livin' it When you face me, make sure it don't jam when you bend it back Chorus: Kevin Gates Ayy, keep it G with me Ooh, that's all I ask of you For real If you shoot at me and miss, lil' bitch, I won't rat on you Uh-uh Ayy, keep it G with me For real, that's all I ask of you Be calm Make sure you do the same when I send it back at you Bitch Let lil' brother drive the whip Yeah Pull up right on gang Gang Watch, I do my thing Thing Hop out, let 'em hang Hang Ayy, keep it G with me Yeah, that's all I ask of you Yeah Make sure you do the same when I send it back at you Yeah, yeah, yeah Outro: Kevin Gates Takin' a life is very sacred, you heard me When you take something that you have not the power to give back, you know what I'm sayin' I don't like to talk about steppin', you heard me Hey