Stepped On

[Intro]
That ain't me, bro
Somebody else rapped that shit
That ain't me on there, bro
That ain't me, who rappin' this shit?
That's not me, bro
That's not me
That boy Cassius
Look

[Chorus]
Keep some steppers with me like a step-shelf
Suck that motherfucker 'til you strep throat, yeah
She know I'm a dog, she go to Petco
All we smoke is exotic, this the best smoke
Told him let it go but he so hard-headed
He done got his partner whacked, now he a pallbearer
Yeah, climbing up them racks like they some tall stairs
When I tell my shooters look, they be like, "Aw yeah"

[Verse 1]
They'll vacuum seal
Call my partner, pull up with a pack of pills
Really real
Selling mounds of soft, I don't need a deal
Where the doctor, need a pill
Know we eating different meals
See a ho and fishing reel
I'm just tryna pull her in
She gon' fuck, she fuck with Ben
Double cup of Perky-10
Young nigga gon' murk somethin' quick
That gon' be his first offense
See the police, jump the fense
That love shit don't pay no rent
I'ma give you nine shots
You won't survive like 50 Cent
Candy lady, fifty cent
Pussy nigga got me bent
I don't want no City Girl
'cause I don't got no city dick
Fuck them racks, I'm really rich
Fuck the police, plead the fifth
Kick that ho out all that broke shit
Call an Uber, need a lift

[Chorus]
Keep some steppers with me like a step-shelf
Suck that motherfucker 'til you strep throat, yeah
She know I'm a dog, she go to Petco
All we smoke is exotic, this the best smoke
Told him let it go but he so hard-headed
He done got his partner whacked, now he a pallbearer
Yeah, climbing up them racks like they some tall stairs
When I tell my shooters look, they be like, "Aw yeah"

[Verse 2]
She tryna turn my iPhone to a we-phone, I got three phones
Two plays and the weed gone, that's what we on
Earrings in my earlobes, they got big stones
Make a bitch speak a different language, Rosetta Stone
Grandma always told me take the trash out
You a groupie baby acting like a mascot
Mama always told me don't trust nobody
Been through so much shit, I got tats on my whole body
Yeah, sticks on me, I could cut a tree down, chop, chop
You a lil' boy, you'll get your ass whooped, pop, pop
All y'all bitches get off my dick, hop, hop
Pull up on a nigga in a droptop
See your lil' ass, go pop, pop

[Chorus]
Look, keep some steppers with me like a step-shelf
Suck that motherfucker 'til you strep throat, yeah
She know I'm a dog, she go to Petco
All we smoke is exotic, this the best smoke
Told him let it go but he so hard-headed
He done got his partner whacked, now he a pallbearer
Yeah, climbing up them racks like they some tall stairs
When I tell my shooters look, they be like, "Aw yeah"