TGC Steelo - The Punch In

Ahahaaa (aye)
Call this shit the punch in (punch in)
No Stunna 4 Vegas (No Stunna 4 shout out Stunna 4 though)
No Cap (Shottzbury)
Aye Aye Aye
My nigga Mello be cheffin' shit
(Oouu Mello cooked that beat)
223 leave a fuck nigga down bad
We ain't talking unless it's about a bag
Want an AMG coupe not a fuckin jag
I'mma come in first place never come in last
I got money but I'm still rocking forces
Take your bitch I don't need no dior kicks
She gon eat up the drip cause I'm cocky
All these broke niggas watch and they copy
Who the fuck think they fucking with Steelo
Been the number 1 pick like I'm D Rose
Send a shot if he think he a hero
Put him up in the air like a eagle
Say bitch I'm on fire, like a pot when it's hot
Say bitch I'm on fire, and lil nigga you not
I'mma keep this shit goin with facts
Used to be on the scene in the back
Then I snatched the mic from a nigga one day got it lit as a bitch it was packed (gimme that shit)
Since then been that nigga for sure
I get paid when I walk through the door
Flexed up in 1080p if she looking at me then I might take her home
Shout out my niggas we made it
My number one fan that's my baby (Italy)
Mello been sending me beats all week and all of them bitches go crazy (They hot)
Lil nigga we popping like soda
I'm smoking on gas what's that odor
You look at my wrist man that's polar
This shit on my neck even colder
Hahahaa Y'all know the motherfucking vibes man Big Steelo
Shout out to my nigga Mello
Uh
Hottest shit going
Big Steelo make sure y'all god damn go get that shit the grind continues
We on the motherfuckin way
Uh
TGC

Written by:
Kelsey Melvin, Romello Weakley

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music

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