"Watch Ya Step" lyrics

"Watch Ya Step"
(feat. Slimelife Shawty)

(Bless ya, Andy)
(Hurt, what it do?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Yung Mal:]
Gotta calculate all my steps
Diamonds, they water, shit clear like meth
Keep it real with a nigga, I love you to death
I done worked my way to the top, no help
Get high like a bird, then I talk to myself
Not talkin' 'bout money, I don't even care
Custom 'fit, but I Gucci'd my belt
Chasin' these bands 'til I lose my breath
I lost so many niggas, wish they were here
Got Black Migo brothers like Sunny and Pip
Hundreds stacked up for my niece and my neph'
Everybody say they steppin', huh
They better watch where they step
Huh, yeah, let 'em play tough
Somebody grave, that's where you end up
Solid as fuck, I can never bend up

Had to switch up my wave, seen too many ducks
Tryna eat up the drip, what the fuck?
Gon' have a hard time try and keepin' it up
One time, I tried to put my love in a slut
But the ho switched up 'fore I even got up
But now she look dumber than dumb
I been on my grind since a nigga was young
Can't waste no time, gotta get to the money
Niggas just now doin' shit that I been done
Did a lot of shit, but I didn't tell on no one
Dog booked for a body, he don't got a bond
Big dog in my hood, I'm a don
I bet they can't say they made me run
Funds on your head, nigga, you're done

Gotta calculate all my steps
Diamonds, they water, shit clear like meth
Keep it real with a nigga, I love you to death
I done worked my way to the top, no help
Get high like a bird, then I talk to myself
Not talkin' 'bout money, I don't even care
Custom 'fit, but I Gucci'd my belt
Chasin' these bands 'til I lose my breath
I lost so many niggas, wish they were here
Got Black Migo brothers like Sunny and Pip
Hundreds stacked up for my niece and my neph'
Everybody say they steppin', huh
They better watch where they step
Huh, yeah, let 'em play tough
Somebody grave, that's where you end up
Solid as fuck, I can never bend up

[Slimelife Shawty:]
I'm solid for life, ain't gon' never bend up
They can't make me give up, ain't gon' never give up
Somebody tell 'em they ain't 'bout it or nothin'
They ain't 'bout it or nothin', they ain't 'bout it or nothin'
Check (Yeah), clear (Clear)
Check (Check), it's here (It's here)
Somebody check (Yeah), the rear (On God)
Before I check him out of here (Adiós)
I won't make a post
If we beef then we beefin', it's up like a toast
Get that boy gone just like a ghost
Hop in the Ghost, then I'm a ghost
Straight gas
Ain't no more room in this whip, straight packed
Ain't no more room in the clip, sprayin'
It's so more room to get flipped, you playin'
Get flipped, you playin', stupid-ass lil' boy

[Yung Mal:]
Gotta calculate all my steps
Diamonds, they water, shit clear like meth
Keep it real with a nigga, I love you to death
I done worked my way to the top, no help
Get high like a bird, then I talk to myself
Not talkin' 'bout money, I don't even care
Custom 'fit, but I Gucci'd my belt
Chasin' these bands 'til I lose my breath
I lost so many niggas, wish they were here
Got Black Migo brothers like Sunny and Pip
Hundreds stacked up for my niece and my neph'
Everybody say they steppin', huh
They better watch where they step
Huh, yeah, let 'em play tough
Somebody grave, that's where you end up
Solid as fuck, I can never bend up


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