Demond - Step On Who You Please

Step on who you please, lil nigga
Step on who you please, lil nigga
Ayy, never ever bite the hand that feeds you, nigga
Ayy, she got leggings on that's see-through, nigga

Can't say it out loud? Can you open what I sent you, nigga
Fireworks, when you hear them guns, it's just fireworks
Tire skirts, buddy ass got shot and I know it hurt
Bankrolls, Demond he just tryna get them bankrolls

Ten toes, I always thought that you would be ten toes
Puto, nigga you a bitch. Disrespect how you take it
Cujo bullets barking see yo ass they gon' bite it
This ain't hide and seek, pussy bitch, why you hiding

4am, now it's five, how the fuck time be flying
I put in this work and y'all see my results
Said her head game sloppy, she took that as an insult
If he end up dead, bitch, you know that it's your fault

Made the problem worse, in the womb you put salt
Said we need to separate because I need my space
We went out on a date, I never said that we date
Right now we just chilling, we gon' roll like some skates

The day you fuck with us, is the day you meet your fate
Step on who you please, lil' nigga
Step on who you please, lil' nigga
Say that you want smoke, that's a natural disaster

Try to calm her down, but I think I made her madder
Every time I'm fucking her, she tell me fuck her faster
He don't got no gun, but I know he got his dagger
Get close, you try to fist fight, he turn into a stabber

Look at yo stupid ass what the fuck did I just tell you
You on the ground bleeding out, we can't help you
What he gotta fight for all the dagger did was touch you
Talking like you tough oh okay, we gon' show you

You say that you the shit, oh shit, we gon' flush you
Get quiet in this bitch, Demond and Truly Yvng gon' hush you
Grinding for a minute and I still flex my muscles
She wanna have my seed, plant a sprout like a Brussel

Laughing at you dumbasses, man, I just chuckle
Y'all running around and you think that we won't do ya. It's a hundred shots let 77 go he think he Luka
Step on who you please, lil' nigga
Step on who you please, lil' nigga

Ayy, never ever bite the hand that feeds you, nigga
Ayy, she got leggings on, that's see-through nigga
Can't say it out loud, can you open what I sent you nigga
Grhh grhh we hit you, nigga. Class dismiss you, nigga

They wont miss you, nigga. I mean they might, but I know I won't
This bitch getting on my nerves, talking bout horoscopes
He just got a new rifle, it came with a scope
Now your brain on the ground look like spaghettios

Weight on my shoulders heavy, kicking shit like Messi
Why yo bitch she text me, she just wanna sex me
Getting green just like veggies. My girl a hundo, yours a Penny
Not my only hundo, I got plenty. Ima spaz until the beat, yeah

Talking to my bro, wrong, then you gon' get a beating
He still on the ground, I thought you was gon' revive him
He on the gram, trolling, I see this nigga typing
How he on the roof with a pistol and he sniping

Written by:
Ziare Cornist

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