2-Step
Lyrics
I’m out here in the West Coast
I’m from the east but they call this shit the best coast
Sunshine, palm trees, and the best smoke
I’m tryna see if lil mama give the best throat
you know the vibes on the west side
We getting money, young niggas living they best lives
We survived the hood, the whole crew blessed
All my niggas in the party, hit ya 2-Step!
All my niggas hit ya 2-Step
Throw that shit up, whatever you rep
Chuck Taylors & Vans & Nike Cortez
& If you ain't getting money, yo you useless!
All my niggas hit that 2-Step
Throw that shit up, whatever you rep
Chuck Taylors & Vans & Nike Cortez
& If you ain't getting money, you useless!
Exit off the 110 @ Slauson
I know the vibes nigga, I proceed with caution
I'm tryna flip this money and make a fortune
Slice the pie up with my guys and serve out portions
I met her on the beach out in Dockweiler
If she a freak, Ima dog it like a Rottweiler
Credit Strong, money long, everything is good
I’m Plotting on investment properties in Inglewood
Uh!
You know Deadly is my moniker
They never let me in those fucking clubs in Santa Monica
Unwrapping my gifts everyday nigga, like Hanukkah
Booked and busy bitch, I don’t got no time for ya
Nah!
I'm In-N-Out like the burger shop
Waze on my GPS, nigga I’m on alert for cops
No molly - picture me rolling nigga, word to Pac
We goin 2 step in this bitch until the party stop
All my niggas hit ya 2-Step
Throw that shit up, whatever you rep
Chuck Taylors & Vans & Nike Cortez
& If you ain't getting money, yo you useless!
All my niggas hit that 2-Step
Throw that shit up, whatever you rep
Chuck Taylors & Vans & Nike Cortez
& If you ain't getting money, you useless!
I told em to link me at the Super Mall in Crenshaw
Ask my solider if he copy, he says 10-4
I’m tryna trade in this Range for the Aventador
Pull up in some shit you niggas never seen before
Furthermore, I know a bad bitch in Calabasas
9 or better, nothing average, I’m a savage
Paying dues to this rap shit, my rites of passage
Moms & Pops never married nigga, I’m a bastard!
-Uh-
House party out in Sherman Oaks
My Dominicans in Cali, they want all the smoke
White chick in the valley, she want all the coke
You niggas funny on the gram, y’all know all the jokes
Ain’t no long speech
Man you niggas marks
I be Long Beach
She live in Hyde park
The whip Tony Stark
Dinners at Ruth Chris
All my Niggas 2-Step to my new shit!
All my niggas hit ya 2-Step
Throw that shit up, whatever you rep
Chuck Taylors & Vans & Nike Cortez
& If you aint getting money, yo you useless!
All my niggas hit that 2-Step
Throw that shit up, whatever you rep
Chuck Taylors & Vans & Nike Cortez
& If you ain't getting money, you useless!
Burr!
I’m out here in the West Coast
I’m from the east but they call this shit the best coast
Sunshine, palm trees, and the best smoke
I’m tryna see if lil mama give the best throat
you know the vibes on the west side
We getting money, young niggas living they best lives
We survived the hood, the whole crew blessed
All my niggas in the party, hit ya 2-Step!
All my niggas hit ya 2-Step
Throw that shit up, whatever you rep
Chuck Taylors & Vans & Nike Cortez
& If you ain't getting money, yo you useless!
All my niggas hit that 2-Step
Throw that shit up, whatever you rep
Chuck Taylors & Vans & Nike Cortez
& If you ain't getting money, you useless!
Exit off the 110 @ Slauson
I know the vibes nigga, I proceed with caution
I'm tryna flip this money and make a fortune
Slice the pie up with my guys and serve out portions
I met her on the beach out in Dockweiler
If she a freak, Ima dog it like a Rottweiler
Credit Strong, money long, everything is good
I’m Plotting on investment properties in Inglewood
Uh!
You know Deadly is my moniker
They never let me in those fucking clubs in Santa Monica
Unwrapping my gifts everyday nigga, like Hanukkah
Booked and busy bitch, I don’t got no time for ya
Nah!
I'm In-N-Out like the burger shop
Waze on my GPS, nigga I’m on alert for cops
No molly - picture me rolling nigga, word to Pac
We goin 2 step in this bitch until the party stop
All my niggas hit ya 2-Step
Throw that shit up, whatever you rep
Chuck Taylors & Vans & Nike Cortez
& If you ain't getting money, yo you useless!
All my niggas hit that 2-Step
Throw that shit up, whatever you rep
Chuck Taylors & Vans & Nike Cortez
& If you ain't getting money, you useless!
I told em to link me at the Super Mall in Crenshaw
Ask my solider if he copy, he says 10-4
I’m tryna trade in this Range for the Aventador
Pull up in some shit you niggas never seen before
Furthermore, I know a bad bitch in Calabasas
9 or better, nothing average, I’m a savage
Paying dues to this rap shit, my rites of passage
Moms & Pops never married nigga, I’m a bastard!
-Uh-
House party out in Sherman Oaks
My Dominicans in Cali, they want all the smoke
White chick in the valley, she want all the coke
You niggas funny on the gram, y’all know all the jokes
Ain’t no long speech
Man you niggas marks
I be Long Beach
She live in Hyde park
The whip Tony Stark
Dinners at Ruth Chris
All my Niggas 2-Step to my new shit!
All my niggas hit ya 2-Step
Throw that shit up, whatever you rep
Chuck Taylors & Vans & Nike Cortez
& If you aint getting money, yo you useless!
All my niggas hit that 2-Step
Throw that shit up, whatever you rep
Chuck Taylors & Vans & Nike Cortez
& If you ain't getting money, you useless!
Burr!
Writer(s): Lindell Bekye
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
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