STEP 2K25 Lyrics – Realbleeda

Read the full STEP 2K25 lyrics by Realbleeda and BabyChiefDoit along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

Throw up a V wherever I’m at, you could be a hat
All this stunting in front them hoes gon’ get your pu*sy ass bat
It take bread to go to war, say you got racks and I ain’t whack
You can run but you can’t hide, bro got the front, who got the back?

You know that it be murder when I slide and that’s a fact
I’m tryna turn you purple, steady surfing like where you at
You ever seen a n!gga flat like a mat?
Leave his eyes missing
It ain’t no car, bro, that’s a boat, look how the tires missing

Told that lil’ b!tch I shot from the side

You in the car with them lil’ boys, you gon’ get fried in it
Since they 4 deep, it’s gon’ be 4 homicides in it
When my cousin died, I was in that car, outside a house I slept and cried in it

Then when they take his lick, I put that b!tch on his back
You know who killed your brother, n!gga, stop all that acting
Get in the field and get a kill, ’cause that business what I’m standing on
And I put belt to ass, I’m not the one to lay a hand on

And that’s just the way I step
Plus, I heard how you dissed me, b!tch, I’m taking your breath
I’m booted up to the ceiling, b!tch, I’m way up there
I went too deep in her belly and she couldn’t stay up there

And that’s just the way I step
Play like you crazy and get put on a shelf
Pu*sy clean with a bag and she take care of herself
Fu*k what he said, knock off his head, ain’t gon’ say nothing else

High as hell in this b!tch, why you got that gun and ain’t gon’ shoot it?
I don’t get the n!gga, put bread on his top, they hit his medulla
Put us on that same block, know they got the drop but I ain’t gon’ use it
I let her roll up my opps while my fingers stuffed in her coochie

Monday to Sunday, X pill beating me

I’m not s*it, that’s why my hoe keep leaving me
The hoe keep treating me, she telling me she hate it here
It ain’t gotta be smoke, but n!gga, we can take it there

Stop mugging, I would hate to crack a face in here
Spinning every party, hoping we can catch a face in here
Try me, I triple dare, she cheated but I didn’t care
I got problems and I know it, I’m self-aware

Know that I like saying “B!tch”
What the fu*k you thinking, b!tch?
You just got from out the shower, why the fu*k you stanking, b!tch?
I think you a janky b!tch
A whole hanky panky b!tch
Why you asking if I’m sober, what the fu*k you thinking, b!tch?

And that’s just the way I step
Plus, I heard how you dissed me, b!tch, I’m taking your breath
I’m booted up to the ceiling, b!tch, I’m way up there
I went too deep in her belly and she couldn’t stay up there

And that’s just the way I step
Play like you crazy and get put on a shelf
Pu*sy clean with a bag and she take care of herself
Fu*k what he said, knock off his head, ain’t gon’ say nothing else

High as hell in this b!tch, why you got that gun and ain’t gon’ shoot it?
I don’t get the n!gga, put bread on his top, they hit his medulla
Put us on that same block, know they got the drop but I ain’t gon’ use it
I let her roll up my opps while my fingers stuffed in her coochie