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just because - bbg steppaa lyrics

[intro]
grrah, grrah

[verse 1]
like, 30 in my pants, it’s kind of hard for me to tuck it (30), ayy, ayy
you run up on me (ayy), i’ma bust it (ah)
ayy, i ain’t got no time to waste and i ain’t got time for discussion (nah, nah)
we throwing n*ggas in an russian, you survive it, you’ll be lucky (lucky)
ayy, all them blood n*ggas gon’ die (nah, nah), he bangin’ fives, then wе gon’ flush ’em
and already his brother in thе sky, it’s kind of hard for him to touch him (go)
i walk ’em down with this new fire, i got this sh*t from my lil’ cousin
that boy a bluffer, he ain’t have his 9 (he lame), so why he steady clutching?
go and get your money up if you tryna beef, n*gga (n*gga, huh?)
how you tryna beef with us and you ain’t got no heat, n*gga? (no gun)
or no breesh, n*gga? (like, how?)
you tryna leech n*ggas (how?)
man, wrap his life up, throw that n*gga in a sheet, k!ll ’em (d*mn)
[chorus]
glizzy on me, run up on me, i’ma dump (grrah, i’ma dump)
sh*t that’s on me, f*ck around and stop a truck
ayy, f*ck that 9, you got a .40 in this b*tch, then hold it up
cross that line, you gon’ get slaughtered (slaughtered) in this b*tch like just because (just because)
glizzy on me, run up on me, i’ma dump (grrah, i’ma dump)
sh*t that’s on me, f*ck around and stop a truck
ayy, f*ck that 9, you got a .40 in this b*tch, then hold it up
cross that line, you gon’ get slaughtered (slaughtered) in this b*tch, like, just because

[verse 2]
like, take all my n*ggas, help ’em make it out (make it out)
said he a k!ller, i said, “we could still be drillin’ n*ggas, just gotta take the paper route”
and the opps ain’t got no chicken, you put fifty on his biscuit, n*ggas get him
really ten but, that’s some sh*t you take they mayor out with
you a b*tch, it ain’t no way around it (it ain’t no way around it)
like, i stay gripped, n*gga, you stay without it (grrah)
like, up from the hip, n*gga, he play, i’ll down him (bah)
i got some sh*t flipped, what it hit and everything around it
that gang life, he ain’t ready to die for it (nah)
oh, that’s ya mans, right? he ain’t ready to slide for ya
bro was dissing, now his ass in the sky for it (he in the sky)
i’m never slippin’, where he at? just show me my opponent

[chorus]
glizzy on me, run up on me, i’ma dump (grrah, i’ma dump)
sh*t that’s on me, f*ck around and stop a truck
ayy, f*ck that 9, you got a .40 in this b*tch, then hold it up
cross that line, you gon’ get slaughtered (slaughtered) in this b*tch like just because (just because)
glizzy on me, run up on me, i’ma dump (grrah, i’ma dump)
sh*t that’s on me, f*ck around and stop a truck
ayy, f*ck that 9, you got a .40 in this b*tch, then hold it up
cross that line, you gon’ get slaughtered (slaughtered) in this b*tch, like, just because
[verse 3]
i’ma gun ’em down, this 40 caliber gon’ rock a n*gga (rock his ass)
buddy ass a clown, i won’t respond, i’ma just drop the n*gga (drop his ass)
then go fly up out of town knowin’ i just shot the n*gga (shot)
like, in my city, i’m popping, n*gga
somethin’ like the hottest, n*gga (the hottest)
like, stepping on these n*ggas neck, give they ass a brace
on the guys, n*gga like on the set (like, why? why?)
the f*ck happened to—?
like, that n*gga died quickly, like, did he check?
yup, his ass erased (his ass dead)
that’s another dead five up in my blunt, he got me laced (got five)

[outro]
glizzy on me, run up on me, i’ma dump
sh*t that’s on me, f*ck around and stop a truck
ayy, f*ck that 9, you got a .40 in this b*tch, then hold it up
cross that line, you gon’ get slaughtered in this b*tch, like, just because

- bbg steppaa lyrics

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