Lyrics to Step Son
(Groovy Everywhere)
(Ayy, whippin', whippin' JuniorChef cookin')
Yeah, look, yeah, look, yeah, look
I’m like a like a Rock festival
Boy I be getting them bands
Know that I never lose
Yeah I be h1gh in demand
Rawest in all of the land
More than the fish in Japan
Fuck shit up that be the plan
Fuck shit up that be the plan
I’m an odd odd ball hardcore
Porn got nothing on me
Declaring nonstop war
All y’all boring
Ain’t nothing to see
The town put it down
On the come up
Till sun up ain’t nobody
Fuckin’ with we
We wavy like surfers
That don’t give a fuck about
Sharks and still come to the beach
Please don’t waste
My mothafuckin’ time
Booty calls included baby
Please don’t hit my line
H1GHR AOMG we be
On the fuckin’ grind
Actually maybe you
Cause you so mothafuckin fine
Yes I’m all about peace
My white Bentley leased
Negativity 신경 안 쓰지
내 맘대로 아무 말 대잔치
말릴 수는 없잖아
Couple of Bad Boyz like Diddy and Mase
And they know we don’t stop
You think you running
Shit we running faster
Mothafucka you’s a demo I’m a master
You batting with a stick when I’m the catcher
Push you to the side like you was a step son
Step son, step son
Push you to the side like you was a step son
Step son, step son
Push you to the side, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
I’m fun anywhere
I fuck in the mirror
I cum in her hair shoot
My gun in the air
I’m Nacho La Flare
Not Nacho the square
She not tryna share
But there’s nacho to spare
My fucking for leisure
She fuck for a visa
She simpin’ like Lisa
I’m catching amnesia
My fascion like freeza
She bi like Felicia
She buying me sneakers
I might wanna keep her
Maybe not on the 2nd thought
Three o’clock on my second thot
Neo pop with a neon top
We won’t stop got the key on lock
Shit on opps and I pee on cops
Flirt with moms and I beat up pops
Call me Jack cause I’m in the box
Your album limp and it’s finna flop
I made it through hell
But I ain’t a demon
Like a skeletor but I am a human
She rocking my boat salute
To my sea men
She bobbing and weaving
She overachieving
They always talking bout’ you
Trying to rap some
Step son nigga you my step son
Learn a lesson follow step 1
Don’t step unless you
Want your tee a wet one
Never leave a house
Without rocking a weapon
You versus me like J-Kwon
Versus Raekwon
Step son step son
Where the next one
We might have to catch one
(Ayy, whippin', whippin' JuniorChef cookin')
Yeah, look, yeah, look, yeah, look
I’m like a like a Rock festival
Boy I be getting them bands
Know that I never lose
Yeah I be h1gh in demand
Rawest in all of the land
More than the fish in Japan
Fuck shit up that be the plan
Fuck shit up that be the plan
I’m an odd odd ball hardcore
Porn got nothing on me
Declaring nonstop war
All y’all boring
Ain’t nothing to see
The town put it down
On the come up
Till sun up ain’t nobody
Fuckin’ with we
We wavy like surfers
That don’t give a fuck about
Sharks and still come to the beach
Please don’t waste
My mothafuckin’ time
Booty calls included baby
Please don’t hit my line
H1GHR AOMG we be
On the fuckin’ grind
Actually maybe you
Cause you so mothafuckin fine
Yes I’m all about peace
My white Bentley leased
Negativity 신경 안 쓰지
내 맘대로 아무 말 대잔치
말릴 수는 없잖아
Couple of Bad Boyz like Diddy and Mase
And they know we don’t stop
You think you running
Shit we running faster
Mothafucka you’s a demo I’m a master
You batting with a stick when I’m the catcher
Push you to the side like you was a step son
Step son, step son
Push you to the side like you was a step son
Step son, step son
Push you to the side, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
I’m fun anywhere
I fuck in the mirror
I cum in her hair shoot
My gun in the air
I’m Nacho La Flare
Not Nacho the square
She not tryna share
But there’s nacho to spare
My fucking for leisure
She fuck for a visa
She simpin’ like Lisa
I’m catching amnesia
My fascion like freeza
She bi like Felicia
She buying me sneakers
I might wanna keep her
Maybe not on the 2nd thought
Three o’clock on my second thot
Neo pop with a neon top
We won’t stop got the key on lock
Shit on opps and I pee on cops
Flirt with moms and I beat up pops
Call me Jack cause I’m in the box
Your album limp and it’s finna flop
I made it through hell
But I ain’t a demon
Like a skeletor but I am a human
She rocking my boat salute
To my sea men
She bobbing and weaving
She overachieving
They always talking bout’ you
Trying to rap some
Step son nigga you my step son
Learn a lesson follow step 1
Don’t step unless you
Want your tee a wet one
Never leave a house
Without rocking a weapon
You versus me like J-Kwon
Versus Raekwon
Step son step son
Where the next one
We might have to catch one
