BIG STEPPA

[Intro: HXNDRO]
Haan, haan
Haan, haan (Big steppa, big steppa)
Haan, haan (Big steppa, big steppa)
Haan, haan (Big steppa, big steppa)
Haan (Big stepper)
We love you, Heavy

[Chorus: HXNDRO]
I'm a big steppa, big steppa
Yeah, that’s how I'm coming now
Once you say it's up, then it’s stuck
Yeah, it's going down
Ain't no turning back
This ain't that, ain't no running now
Bet you, we gon' pop ‘em
Run his pockets, he a fucking clown
Big steppa, big steppa
Yeah, that's how I'm coming now
Once you say it’s up, then it’s stuck
Yeah, it's going down (Huh, huh)
Ain’t no turning back
This ain't that, ain't no running now
Bet you, we gon' pop ‘em
Run his pockets, he a fucking clown

[Verse 1: HXNDRO]
All my niggas with it, yeah
You know they gon’ knock ya down
Yeah, we got the drop
Where the opps? We gon' spin around (Skrrt)
Niggas got mе heated, bitch, I'm geeking
You can't calm me down
Niggas don't want smokе
I let ‘em know that I don't fuck around
I stay with them killers
They gon' hit you, put you in the ground
All my niggas shooting, sticks and Uzi's
Yeah, they murder bound (Huh, huh)
Caught him on his own, get him gone
He ain't getting found
Uh, uh, he ain't getting found
I done told him once, yeah, I done told him twice (Yeah)
Ain't no hesitation, we gon' shoot him, we don't fight, uh
Better have your gun, ‘cause we creeping through the night (On God)
That lil boy was dead wrong
Now that lil boy dead, right? (Dead, right?)

[Bridge: HXNDRO, Fazo Brady & Both]
Now that lil boy dead, right? (Dead, right?, Ha-ha-ha, ha)
We shot him in his head, right? (Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha)
Damn, alright (Huh, huh)
Damn, damn (Huh, huh)
Damn, alright (Huh)

[Verse 2: Fazo Brady]
I spent a dollar on my jeans, so I gots to show my ass
Another thousand for this piece
I'm in the streets and won't get tagged
I'm out LA with 34, enough shots to hack-a-Shaq
Where I'm from, get hog-tied
Dog walkin', gift wrapped
Me and Deuce pour up a deuce
We off the perkys, tryna boot
I'm out my mind in the coupe
Them butter guts, that noodle soup
‘Bout two chops and four pistols
Nigga pull up, we gon' shoot
Dropped some ashes in a Charger
I was out the window with that tool
In back that Tesla, stars shining
Ain't no motherfuckin' roof
I be flexed up on a normal
Ask your bitch, she know I do
I got these perkys in my body
Extra clips, taped on a shotty
Riding ‘round, kamikaze
Demon time, you know where I be
In the nawfside with a red flag, tryna bag sum'
I'm prolly in a house with a bad bitch, tryna tag sum' (Yessir)
Punch a nigga in his shit, Hulk smash ‘em
I pull this .30 off my hip, I got a flash problem
Ha, you don't want to fuck with me
Bitch, you already know them killers stuck with me
Return the punt, no field goal
Fazo Heston, in the field
7.62's hit his body
Bitch, we gon' leave ‘em where we see ‘em

[Chorus: HXNDRO, HXNDRO & Fazo Brady]
I'm a big steppa, big steppa
Yeah, that's how I'm coming now
Once you say it's up, then it's stuck
Yeah, it's going down
Ain't no turning back
This ain't that, ain't no running now
Bet you, we gon' pop ‘em
Run his pockets, he a fucking clown
Big steppa, big steppa
Yeah, that's how I'm coming now
Once you say it's up, then it's stuck
Yeah, it's going down (Huh, huh)
Ain't no turning back
This ain't that, ain't no running now
Bet you, we gon' pop ‘em
Run his pockets, he a fucking clown