Two Steppa

By Hawk Memphis

Released on August 28, 2020

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Yeah

Keenan Bruce wanted another One

Make sure you bumpin’ this

In your Beamer

With the top down bro

La La

Hey baby

Roll your windows down

I know you smilin’

Who you bitches really think you deceiving

Muthafuckas done gave me a reason

To act like a wild heathen

Reflecting my inner demons

Fuck fortune and fame dreamin’

Woke up now bitch I’m the leader

Resurrection Just to spit that ether

Fake bitch it’s No Cappin SZN

Yeah Yeah

You niggas is lame

All up in a real niggas lanе

No trust for you Eddie Kane’s

Waka flocking all you bitches with flamеs

Now I’m here and it’s nothing the same

Got your bitch always screaming my name

Hawk Memphis

Yeah hoe I am the mane

I’m a star Even without a Drake

Got Married to the rap game

This bitch wore Vera Wang

She Bust’n Nut all on my sheets

Her panties left wit cum stains

These hoes be worried bout the wrong thangs

They try to catch my wave

Call me money making Mitch

I see you Rico’s taking aim

California showed me the love

Michigan I met the plug

Arizona fuckin wit us

Los Vegas they know what’s up

I’m playing in the field

And y’all ass sittin in the bleachers

Project S gave me a deal

Now I’m making hit like Derrick Jeter

Two steps to the left

Don’t give a fuck bout how you felt

Bitch I’m on

My moneys long

I know you wishing on me death

Two steps to the right

A Fake Hoe I don’t like

I’m in my zone

Leave me alone

I’m busy winnin’ alright

Two steps to the left

Don’t give a fuck bout how you felt

Bitch I’m on

My moneys long

I know you wishing on me death

Two steps to the right

A Fake Hoe I don’t like

I’m in my zone

Leave me alone

I’m busy winnin’ alright

Verse two

Got a bitch chosing

Her walls aching for a bruising

Oh

I Watch how I’m moving

These oops prayin I lose shit

Who

Turned nothin’ to something

I’m CEO business running

Smooth

Fuck da rules do what I do

Ain’t worried nothin’

I pity the fools

Who left a nigga for dead

I know you bitches gettin’ scared

But now it’s too late

You wasn’t prepared

Karma coming for you niggas head

I paid the cost

Fuck taking a lost

Big Mack’n with the special sauce

Oral B nigga I like to floss

Middle fingers up bitch fuck the law

Yeah uh!

Groupies in da lobby

Dusty thirsty thotties

Nobody needs no bodies

I Beat my meat I loving me

You can bet

I ain’t living with regrets

It's not one person I’ve met

Can say that I ain’t come correct

I’m a finisher

32 bar killer

Neighborhood hit dealer

Long stroke pussy digger

It's my year

Went through the blood sweat and tears

Overcame all of my fears

I vowed to always keep it real

Two steps to the left

Don’t give a fuck bout how you felt

Bitch I’m on

My moneys long

I know you wishing on me death

Two steps to the right

A Fake Hoe I don’t like

I’m in my zone

Leave me alone

I’m busy winnin’ alright

Two steps to the left

Don’t give a fuck bout how you felt

Bitch I’m on

My moneys long

I know you wishing on me death

Two steps to the right

A Fake Hoe I don’t like

I’m in my zone

Leave me alone

I’m busy winnin’ alright

Annmarie we got another one

Tay Tay what’s up girl

We in here