Stepped On

You goin be like the last nigga we stepped on
I’m shootin in this nigga vest in the same place tryna break his teflon
Fuck that nigga we swing this bitch broad day giving out headstones
Any opp nigga I see gotta get slayed
And a whole lot of people say I’m dead wrong
Bitch I don’t care though
1,2,3 blast a rocket blow a nigga head off
I’m mad for this spaz
What kind of pistol that lead out
It's goin be a lot of dead niggas a lot of people say that I'm dead wrong
Imma come through that bitch nigga everybody get a head stone
Imma come through that bitch feel like Fred the Flintstone
Listen listen listen close and pay attention like these your last moment
You said you make people die you should know how this shit goin’
You say you a killer you say that you blow shit
If it's true I know he knows it
Trying make his death be so quick
I’m finna up, up the score bitch
I got a choppa, mac, and a drac let all them talk that’s associates
Sociopath don’t stand too close to me
Three personalities
Twin Tornado Kidd
Bitch my name SpinaBenz
They say I’m a fuckin problem
This stupid nigga finna die for some damn followers
I’m a star I can teach astronomy, hot nigga broke the whole thermometer
Fuck nigga go dig ya partner up
Said it’s true nigga ain’t no stoppin us
Fight with me and the way he step
You would this this nigga had a band following
He opp quit posting pictures stupid
Nigga that shit goin jam probably
I could tell he ain't livin that shit just do that shit for the gram obviously
Probably be the next nigga dead, man down, caution

“You going end up being like that last nigga we stepped on
Spraying repeatedly with my glock try to rip through this nigga teflon
Leave em lying dead and a whole lot of people that say I’m dead wrong
Come through walk through that bitch off day
Nigga everybody get a headstone grippin that iron
Shots fired repeatedly niggas keep dyin
How the fuck niggas say they don’t see that shit, that nigga must be blind
I try to think good thoughts, murder on my mind
Runnin your mouth you running that mother fucker now he howlin
I want three mansions and an island
I want a benz truck no mileage
I got a main bitch got low mileage
I want choppa heat I’m tired or chasin niggas, Im getting tired
This bitch sing like a choir
Swear this bitch sing like its Keisha, like it’s Ashanti, like it’s Mariah
Whitney Houston I’m on 2X
Spinz you best you slow that shit down
Search google to see how you do that
Loose lips sink ships
It's common sense I thought you knew that
We’ll beat a nigga blue back