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big steppa flow - big t evans lyrics

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i*i put a choppa in his face and now that n*gga sleeping
i put a bomb under her car and now that b*tch is beeping
my boy then took too many percs and now that n*gga tweaking
i shot that boy up in his bed and now his body stinking
i don’t beef with a n*gga ’bout a f*cking post
but if he try me in real life he gon’ become a ghost
these b*tch ass n*ggas always do the most
til’ they get trapped in a fire and turn into toast
i don’t cry bout a n*gga or a f*cking ho
i’m always trappin’ in the city so i’m on the go
i’m on the run having fun with my f*cking bro
chasing business opportunities to get that dough
my cash flow is coming to a steady pace
and i said f*ck fayette county when i got that case
i let it spray with the k when i see her place
because she should’ve been with me on that high speed chase
i got the gl!cks and the sticks in my f*cking home
so if you try to take my sh*t you gon’ be f*cking gone
i got my shootas in the bushes, they gon’ hit yo’ dome
i got my members on standby, just gotta tap my phone
i’m with my boy yung jesus and we spent a rack
and he’s my favorite white n*gga so i got his back
so if a b*tch n*gga try him, put em’ in a sack
and then we go about our day and smoke that goofy pack
you n*ggas really silly
i could trade yo’ whole d*mn family for a milly
imma f*ck yo’ b*tch and then i put her with billy
then i take yo’ sister and bust her in philly
you know if there’s cops i’m gonna do the dash
my b*tch told me to watch out cause i’m gon’ crash
i listen to 50, i don’t listen to that trash
but i’ll listen to some kankan cause that n*gga sh*t is gas
aye
i’m on the go everyday
i’m a 22′ graduate so i gotta get pay
if a n*gga try to stop me he get beamed with this ray
these b*tches wanna call me but i said not today
aye
yeah i’ve been gone for a minute
now i’m back big steppin’ and i’m pushing the limit
tell yo’ homie stop playing ha, yeah he better quit it
if you gon’ give me a check i better see triple digits
i don’t take chump change n*gga i wanna see millions
don’t make me cause a problem in front of all these civilians
cause i’ll air this b*tch out and blow up all these pavillions
and your statements aren’t facts n*gga, they are just opinions
aye
(i got the k, let it spray)
(i could care less what a b*tch n*gga say)
(i don’t give a d*mn, i’m just tryna get paid)
(big steppa evans, that’s my second nickname, aye)

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