Big Stepper

capo: 4th fret Chorus Am Yeah mm, ayy Em Am Big stepper like big meech, mhm Em I was taught to go and get Am It straight up out the mud, lil' nigga, ayy Em Murder, murder, murder Am Keep my slugs my nigga, ayy Em C I was taught to never show no love, my nigga Em C Pop a xanax, i ain't never had no feelings Em What i got planned next? C Gotta put the stars in the ceilings Em Slidin' down fairfax, C Nigga i was plottin' on the million Em I want a billion Am Nigga, so that's on god i ain't chillin' [Verse (1)] Em Am Yeah, ha ha, perky, perky, dirty soda Em Am Ayy, only talk bags on the motorola Em Am Ayy, push the hellcat like an old corolla Em Am Ayy, i'ma let these racks talk for me nigga Em Bitch and i ride with the shooters, ayy Am Made my cousin a killer Em In that '15, i was neighborhood drug dealer Am i'm so cold hearted Em I can't show no love, nigga Am Em but i fuck that bitch to partynextdoor "persian rugs, " nigga, uh Am Em bought a brand new 'ap, it was 50, 000 total Am Em it feel like the flu game, when i sold out the novo Am Em i had to finesse and get the bag, i had mad dough though Am Em if he ain't tryna go get the safe, i get it crackin' Solo Chorus Am Yeah mm, ayy Em Am Big stepper like big meech, mhm Em I was taught to go and get Am It straight up out the mud, lil' nigga, ayy Em Murder, murder, murder Am Keep my slugs my nigga, ayy Em C I was taught to never show no love, my nigga Em C Pop a xanax, i ain't never had no feelings Em What i got planned next? C Gotta put the stars in the ceilings Em Slidin' down fairfax, C Nigga i was plottin' on the million Em I want a billion Nigga, so that's on god i ain't chillin' [Verse (2)] C Em Bird vision, band camp C Had a bad bitch put a 100, 000 in her spandex Em Am that 100 that made me million Em I got it laminated Am Can't fuck with none of these broke niggas Em They contaminated Am Thank god for all of these blue faces Em I barely done made it Am Made 40, 000 on new years Em Took a private to vegas Am I been on promethazine so long Em When i'm slidin' i'm faded Am I been tryin' to get a crib so long Em Now i got it, it's gated C I been touchin' all of these millions Em I know they gon' hate it C My chef cook up filet mignon Em Got sauce and then ate it Am Nigga i been ballin' every season like kobe with eight Em all these niggas gon' hate Am i stayed down and got rich Em now i'm fuckin' on this lil' baby Chorus Am Yeah mm, ayy Em Am Big stepper like big meech, mhm Em I was taught to go and get Am It straight up out the mud, lil' nigga, ayy Em Murder, murder, murder Am Keep my slugs my nigga, ayy Em C I was taught to never show no love, my nigga Em C Pop a xanax, i ain't never had no feelings Em What i got planned next? C Gotta put the stars in the ceilings Em Slidin' down fairfax, C Nigga i was plottin' on the million Em I want a billion Am Nigga, so that's on god i ain't chillin'