STEP BACK (FEAT. MIKE DIMES)

Lyrics

Bezels on bezels
 I get money, I'm up in my level
 Breaking bread with all of my fellas
 No time for the pussy, got occupied schedule
 No, no, no five
 We ain't fucking then why would I slide?
 You wasting your pussy
 I'm bona fide nigga, can't chill with the rookies
 Bro, talk to them Kenji, they keep overlooking
 I really mean it when I say expensive
 And none of these bitches is rich enough to kiss it
 My wide body Mercedes don't got a kit
 But the Glock in the console, it's best not to trip
 I've been up all these '80s like Marvin The Martian
 I'm so outer space, UFO like a disc
 And I'm, ooh, drowning in water
 But I cannot swim, so I need a lifeguard on my dick (okay)
 Fuck, I'm so damn lit
 Chop close fuck-niggas, keep it in my backpack
 Fuck, grrah
 Foot on necks, I ain't ever gonna step back
 Stick close, niggas sending hoes around me
 Lil Dro smoking on big-ass ground beef
 Car got a POV all around me
 Smoking on loud, I'm where the clouds be
 Fuck, I'm so damn lit
 Chop close fuck-niggas, keep it in my backpack
 Fuck, grrah
 Foot on necks, I ain't ever gonna step back
 Pussy look good, but that's just on Snapchat
 And I ain't on OnlyFans, so I ain't gon' clap back
 Yeah, she got a man, but I still ain't ask that
 A whole broke-ass bitch asking for my CashApp
 She got them cubic zirconias wrapped on her neck
 And her sugar daddy tryna pay for the rest
 She keep on playing these games, so I call up my quest
 After I beat this mission, bet her mom beat my chest
 There was Stacy and Casey and probably Aretha
 And they face a canvas so I made Mona Lisa
 I can't go on dates, I take them hoes for some pizza
 Kick her out the house and she gon' act like I tease her
 Yeah, you know I'm Mike Dimes
 I never go wine and dine, I think that's a waste of time
 Nigga, this ice can blind ya
 I'ma go and remind her that her friend is finer
 Fuck, I'm so damn lit
 Chop close, fuck-niggas, keep it in my backpack
 Fuck, grrah
 Foot on the necks, I ain't ever gonna step back
 Stick close, niggas sending hoes around me
 Lil Dro smoking on big-ass ground beef
 Car got a POV all around me
 Smoking on loud, I'm where the clouds be
 Fuck, I'm so damn lit
 Buckets on me, diamonds water and they sliding off of my wrist
 She gon' hang around the money-getting niggas
 I'ma take the hoe to Saks and change her life with six
 I made six last night off rapper shit, she think my life so sick
 I just heard seven fanned out bitches screaming my name like I'm Rick
 You see me, you see big ass ganja, come here baby, let's get lit
 Just hit your city, let's get silly, come here baby, suck this dick
 It's not a date bitch, come and find out
 I'm in the studio, pull up right now
 I'm so high, turn all the lights out
 I'm so hot, bring all the ice out
 Fuck, I'm so damn lit
 Chop close, fuck-niggas, keep it in my backpack
 Fuck, grrah
 Foot on the necks, I ain't ever gonna step back
 Stick close, niggas sending hoes around me
 Lil Dro smoking on big-ass ground beef
 Car got a POV all around me
 Smoking on loud, I'm where the clouds be
 Fuck
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:56
Key
2
Tempo
125 BPM

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