[Chorus]

Step down, gotta do the countdown

Step down, never give a fuck now

Step down, I am tryna get that touchdown

Step down, I am ready for the crown

Step down, gotta do the countdown

Step down, never give a fuck now

Step down, I am tryna get that touchdown

Step down, I am ready for the crown

[Verse - Its21Master]

Mathematician, I have always got that calculations

Acquisition, I be getting all these commendations

Concentration, I be rapping this a declaration

Dedication, honest to a god this a culmination

Slap it, catch it, hit it, spit it

I don't care about no status

I am always gonna cop it

I am always gonna kill it

I am never gonna stop this

I am on all these rhyming, this is the climbing

I'm always on that timing, do you understand me?

One, two, three, four

That's the number of times that you be tripping

I ain’t have to help you stitch it

I ain’t have to help you admit it

I am always dedicated, this a revolution, going for my destination

Yeh ok, you may be right

Weak lines, weak rhymes, no bars, no style

Yeh, at least I ain’t have to step down

Oh my God, I be preaching you a lame now

[Chorus]

Step down, gotta do the countdown

Step down, never give a fuck now

Step down, I am tryna get that touchdown

Step down, I am ready for the crown

Step down, gotta do the countdown

Step down, never give a fuck now

Step down, I am tryna get that touchdown

Step down, I am ready for the crown

[Verse - Its21Master]

You see, Rap is like any other game

You play it right, you get that fight, you get a winner’s name

Yeh, you could rap but that’s the thing

You don’t give a shit, you use any means

To get those statistics

Fuck these rappers, fuck these trashers

God, this may be an exaggeration

Fuck it, it’s no imagination

It’s the truth, on my reputation

I ain’t writing allegations

Else I may get accusations

This made me contemplating

Whether I should be this rampant

Hm, yea, it may be a little heat

Maybe I should be a little kinder than I really seem

Oh, no, fuck that daydream

I am always gonna say it, I ain’t ever gotta lean

These bitches got those fefes

On their playlist, on repeat, I’m on this confrontation

Seek attention, want the cashes, my aggression, my affection, am I mistaken, never ever

Step up, that’s a mistake, nah you be stepping down

[Chorus]

Step down, gotta do the countdown

Step down, never give a fuck now

Step down, I am tryna get that touchdown

Step down, I am ready for the crown

Step down, gotta do the countdown

Step down, never give a fuck now

Step down, I am tryna get that touchdown

Step down, I am ready for the crown

[Verse - Vic Rippa]

Grind cause I had to get it

Finesse my way through the city

They look at me like I did it

The game ugly, I’m sitting pretty

Finesse my way through the city

Legal system tried to get me

But I'm protected by them digits

And there’s no trial without a witness

Watch how I run it up

Watch how they gone try one me up

Like I ain't already one enough

I want it all since it's not enough

I ain't grow up with a lot of stuff

When I was down they didn't hold me up

I'm tryna count up ah brinks truck

Then ball all summer like springs up

Rippa done brought back the tech flow

Hell I'm a killer like Hannibal Lecter

This rollie on wrist like I found me a treasure and soon as I blow

Imma flood out the bezel quit building up stem when I'm hot as a kettle

Fly as a feather

Maybe a shuttle

NASA in trouble

They studying space, when a star on this planet

And I’m about to blow, boom