2 Step

[Intro: Ciscaux]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hol' up
Yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Ciscaux]
Lil' baby, let me ask what you're used to?
Got a couple things I could introduce you to
I could show you a different type of lifestyle
Make it worthwhile, lot of kids buyin' my style
But it's all okay, I don't trip
There's magic in this bottle, baby, come take a sip
Said there's magic in this blunt, baby, come take a hit
Said I could show you how to fuckin'

[Chorus: Ciscaux]
Two-step, put a tutu on your waistband
I just make money, baby, I don't really make friends
Blunt on my bedframe for when the day ends
Big bands in my left pocket where your right hand is
We can get into some' if you want to
You can rock with me if you want to
And decide fast what you really, really want
'Cause lately the kits been really, really hot (Yeah, yeah yeah, ah, Fuck you, Shady)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse: Shady Moon & Ciscaux]
Rock with me, bitch, I ain't know why you checkin'?
Yo' ex on your line, tell him, "Don't call back"
You my one and only, I could take you off the map
Start a new life with me, and don't look back
'Cause, respectfully, you my bitch
We don't gotta prove, we up, gon' pass six
Curry up on the score, they don't gotta know we rich
But I bet they know now from the thousand-dollar fits (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
'Cause I'm on ten, uppin' up my bank count
Went from used whips to the double-R thang (How the fuck?)
Ask me how I'm up, girl, I've been in the paint
Don't compare me to yo' last, girl, I'm some' that he ain't
Bitch, I'm done with it, I'm in love with the guap
But I can give you time, see what you on about
"Don't need the racks" to designer stores
Now I don't remember when's the last time I checked my motherfuckin' bank account (Yeah, yeah, I said, oh wow)

[Pre-Chorus: Ciscaux]
Lil' baby, let me ask what you're used to?
Got a couple things I could introduce you to
I could show you a different type of lifestyle
Make it worthwhile, lot of kids buyin' my style
But it's all okay, I don't trip
There's magic in this bottle, baby, come take a sip
Said: there's magic in this blunt, baby, come take a hit
Said: I could show you how to fuckin'

[Chorus: Ciscaux]
Two-step, put a tutu on your waistband
I just make money, baby, I don't really make friends
Blunt on my bedframe for when the day ends
Big bands in my left pocket where your right hand is
We can get into some' if you want to
You can rock with me if you want to
And decide fast what you really, really want
'Cause lately the kits been really, really hot (Yeah, yeah, yeah, ah)

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah