Lemon Pepper Steppers
کاور آهنگ Lemon Pepper Steppers از The Alchemist, Freddie Gibbs

Lemon Pepper Steppers

Alfredo 2۱۴۰۴۲:۴۶

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Yeah

Check, check

Yeah, I'ma go all, all the way through this shit

Check, check

You know I'm one of the best nigga to ever do this shit, you feel me?

Smokin' opps, walk down your block, I put that bitch in shock

Wipe his nose, tag on they toes, I just knocked off his socks (yeah)

Hundred shots came right back at us, same day, ain't nothin' drop

Send your shooter back to you shot, tell 'em you fucking flopped

Just say my name, Mr. Insane, crack on my razor blade

Break it to the left, put the gang on my chest, that's cradle to the grave

Took it to the West, had my own cash on deck, put a bad bitch on the plane

Soon as we landed, we shop for that fetti

This Mafia shit, boy, you don't understand me

Y'all tried it though

Tried to pull a nigga back, but that life I left it (yeah)

R-EVs and i7s turn my garage electric (yeah)

I said, "Bitch, open your heart, or you might just block your blessing" (yeah)

She sucked my dick after church in these lemon pepper steppers

Smokin' dope, fresh off the boat, she said her throat the GOAT

I gave all my side hos a rope, climb up or fucking choke

Fuck it, yo, turn niggas ghost, I inhale all the smoke

Make promoters cancel your show, 50 guns at the door

So say my name, Mr. Insane, blood on my razor blade

Nigga shoulda jacked me and whacked me, what's happenin'?

Now I feel no fuckin' pain

Being too extra, you need extra people

Your pockets ain't ready for war, I can peep it

It's Rabbit the Reaper, I'll send out them creepers

You niggas is nervous, it won't be no sleeping

Y'all tried it though

Tried to break niggas down, tryna block my blessings (yeah)

R-EVs and i7s turn my garage electric (yeah)

Too cheap to cop a Bugatti, too gangster for a Tesla (yeah)

She sucked my dick after church in these lemon pepper steppers (uh)

(Smokin' dope, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Smokin' dope, she said her throat the GOAT, yeah

(Look at our young children out here, man, naked)

(Hot pants on, showin' everything they born with)

Smokin' dope, she said her throat the GOAT, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Tall enough to be sinnin' out with

I want it to be good for you people that says

God don't look at the outer, he look at the heart

Don't tell me that lie (amen)

Back on love, baby, down on me

Holy hands, what you gon' say?