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2step - fella lyrics

(intro)
sauced up, n*gga i ain’t runnin’ outta juice yet

(tag)
(ay that’s hard zay)

(pre*hook)
sauced up, n*gga i ain’t runnin’ outta juice yet
man this sample make me wanna hit the 2 step
talk sh*t daily, i ain’t comin’ out the booth yet
way ahead in the game, always 2 steps
sauced up, n*gga i ain’t runnin’ outta juice yet
man this sample make me wanna hit the 2 step
talk sh*t daily, i ain’t comin’ out the booth yet

(hook)
sauced up, n*gga i ain’t runnin’ outta juice yet
man this sample make me wanna hit the 2 step
talk sh*t daily, i ain’t comin’ out the booth yet
way ahead in the game, always 2 steps
sauced up, n*gga i ain’t runnin’ outta juice yet
man this sample make me wanna hit the 2 step
talk sh*t daily, i ain’t comin’ out the booth yet
n*ggas say they runnin’ sh*t, but ain’t been 2 steps

(verse 1)
n*ggas ain’t really steppin’
fear of god on my body, i’m a reverend
i been prayin’ all the dogs go to heaven
i was playin’ in these streets, i learned my lesson
no weird n*ggas in the trap house
big dog in the crib, this ain’t no cat*mouse
only jerry that we f*ckin’ with is stackhouse
all them other rats ain’t allowed, i laid the traps out
boutta hit my dougie on this zay beat
we gon’ f*ck these n*ggas up, word to tay keith
every bar i be comin’ with is straight heat
too much water on me, boutta drown, someone save me
fella always been official
why it’s always when you gone they start to miss you?
no time for tears, i done ran out of tissue
real n*ggas know, money always solve the issue
(hook)

(verse 2)
how you running sh*t? n*gga you ain’t even walk
i don’t care what y’all say, ’cause it’s just talk
n*ggas actin’ like b*tches, call ’em ru paul
hurt your feelings with some words, n*ggas too soft
had the juice as a youngin’, now i got sauce
how you tell 12 everything you just saw?
never been a worker, nah, i’m too boss
eating oysters on the ocean, drinkin’ chilled voss
knew i was different than these n*ggas since the first grade
remember my first dollar sign like my first name
if you beatin’ on a woman, bro you big lame
you can have a d*ck and b*lls and still be b*tch*made
phone on dnd, ain’t really tryna chat now
i want a mansion, y’all tryna get a trap house
real chill dude, watch your moves, ’cause i lash out
only problem, i can’t handle how i’m gettin’ taxed now

(hook)

- fella lyrics

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