STEPBROTHERS Lyrics – 21 Savage, Young Nudy

Read the full STEPBROTHERS lyrics by 21 Savage and Young Nudy along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy 21 Savage's music, you can also explore CUP FULL and HALFTIME INTERLUDE, two other songs by 21 Savage.

[Intro]
Because everybody glorifying all the wrong s*it now
And the streets ain't really, ain't
I mean, at the end of the day, the city, the world gon' always have snitches and rats and fu*k n!ggas
Like, that s*it gon' be regardless, you feel what I'm saying?
I just feel like, you know, it's just like, it's making the moves
Back then it'd be consequences for n!ggas that's snitching and s*it
COUPE

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
50 million up, I ain't sell my catalog 'cause I got real guts
Quit drinking but I got some Wock' seals tucked
I'm a player, I can't pay no b!tch to let me fu*k
But I'll look out for her if she need a couple bucks
Mossberg pump gave his ass a couple bucks
Goal line, fourth and inches, all I know is rush
We'll catch your ass in traffic even if it's rush
I don't argue, I'd rather let my blick fuss
Hold your blick up, hold your blick up
If rap wasn't working, I'd prolly rob a Brinks truck
Lost a couple brothers, that's the reason why I'm inked up
He was pillow-talking, that's what got his ass beamed up
Opps keep on dying, why the fu*k you think they teamed up?
Real deal boogeyman, we comes through and cleans up
We don't spare nobody, we'll hit your teams up
Twenty-time champ, gotta use my feet to hold my rings up
Hit her from the back and watch her cream up
She's a diva and a demon
She so fine, I got her pregnant off my precum
This nerd-ass n!gga prolly Tweet some
Big 4L we control-alt-delete some
Kick a door and hit a lick, we tryna breach some
We was young, chasing hoes, hide-and-seek some
All this fu*king stepping, need to get my feet done
Get your ass smacked acting like you seen some
Keep your mouth closed 'fore we get your teeth done
UAV inside your hood, we finna sweep some

Vibes asking for the Percs, you know I keep some
She keep sucking me like that and she gon' be some
Too much 42, she asking me to eat some
B!tch, you musta lost your mind, I came to beat some (Beat some)

[Break]
When you make this step to, for me
When these b!tch-ass n!ggas
That's when they think they know you and your aura-ly
Like Nudy got it, Nudy still got that got that aura, like, oh
You don't know, oh, fu*k y'all
That's the different aura, bro
That's it

[Verse 2: Young Nudy]
Yeah, yeah
B!tch, you might done lost your mind, I came to beat some (Pshh, hahahaha)
Yeah
I been posted all day, I'm a Zone 6 n!gga for real (For real)
N!ggas know what's up with Slimeball, I'm having them deals (Having deals)
Coming in my trap right now, you can make you a meal
If I feel like you pu*sy, n!gga, I'm taking, for real (I'm taking)
I been taking n!ggas' s*it for a minute, yeah
I came from the place where you gotta go and spend it (Yessir)
If you pu*sy wit' it, then somebody take him wit' it (Gimme that, haha)
Yeah and they'll take your life with it, yeah
Better keep it on you, ain't no slipping in the trap (No)
If you in your hood, n!gga, better keep that strap (Strap)
Feeling like you butt naked when you never wit' it (Damn)
And you got them chains on, boy, this s*it get chilly (Get chilly)
Sending out that hot s*it, know you ain't with spinning (Uh-uh)
Go on in the house 'cause this s*it out here get wicked (This s*it get wicked)
Young n!gga got that trip, man, he tripping (He tripping)
Y'all n!ggas out here getting too friendly (Goddamn)
All that wanting to clique up? Man, give it up (Give it up)
N!ggas ain't gang enough, who the fu*k is bro? (Huh?)
N!ggas not dangerous enough to hang with us (Huh?)
Yeah (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
If you ain't slid for your brother and he got killed, you a b!tch, n!gga (You a b!tch, n!gga)
I'm just letting y'all n!ggas know, that's that I ain't never did (Never did)
If I can't handle it myself, you know that money all in (All in)
I'll make your brother backstab you, n!gga, fu*k a friend (Fu*k a friend)
I don't care nothing 'bout your train, your twingll do you in
Man, y'all broke-ass n!ggas ain't seen a ten, I'll give you two tens (Two tens)
Man, these n!ggas, they''ll do it, they don't give a fu*k 'bout turning they brother in (Nah)
Man, these streets, this s*it ain't got no love, that's why I'm going in (Going in, uh-uh)
Man, this street s*it got homicide, these n!ggas ain't got it (Hahaha, yeah, yeah, yeah)