[Intro]
(Beat Execz)
(Marcuss, you killin' it)

[Verse 1]
This for my steppers, drug dealers, burglars, and murderers
Bitch, I'm bangin' 4KTrey, you pussy bitches heard of us
I know you remember me in my lil' crack days
When I was sellin' dope all day and ain't have shit saved
In front my uncle house for three days
I ain't shit, shave, or bathe in like three days
On the phone, angry baby mama, ain't been home in three days
I fuck with dope, fuck with fraud, and I rap, hustle three ways
Road runner, baby, know Lil Meechy on the interstate
I'm invested in real estate, dirty money, had to get it straight
And the Benz up in Florida, this bitch got a Georgia license plate
Drug trafficking concrete, this shit all gray
Shit hard like concrete, I been sellin' hard all day
I been dealing with bar all day (Hold on), I had a hard day

[Chorus]
Do this for my heroin flippers, drug dealers that sold bar today
For my burglars that broke in houses, broke in cars today
For my steppers who went stalkin', tryna slang that rod today
This for my steppers, drug dealers, burglars, and murderers
This for my steppers, drug dealers, burglars, and murderers
For my steppers, drug dealers, burglars, and murderers
For my steppers, drug dealers, burglars, and murderers

[Interlude]
My steppers, drug dealers, burglars, and murderers
Yeah, yeah, hold on
Bitch, I'm bangin' 4KTrey, I know you bitches heard of us
Bitches heard of us

[Verse 2]
Meechy, them niggas say that they gon' kill you, shit, kill who?
Big old bag, you heard the rumors, yeah, they all true
For ounce of dog, I can get your dog to go and step on you
In North, down CN Highway, I'm servin' prostitutes
With some gravediggers, yeah, they gon' follow while I'm blockin' in the coupe
Me and my dog got AR in the coupe
Pussy bitch shot up my Benz, bullets flyin' through the roof
Shot my dog, I want him dead, and I want his partner too
Thirty shots, nobody dead, who the fuck taught you how to shoot? (Pussy bitch)
You was supposed to kill me and my dog in that motherfuckin' coupe
They say a name, we spin back, I guess somebody taught Lil Meechy how to shoot
But we ain't gon' post on Instagram, that's some shit that we don't do
Old rappin'-ass nigga, yeah, want attention, yeah
You drop a diss, I send slimes, yeah, you know that they crash
Hit his mama house, they made him mad, yeah, made him mad, yeah
Ain't gotta step, I drop a bag, yeah, drop a bag, yeah

[Outro]
Hold on, hold on
I drop a bag, yeah
Big old bag, yeah
Hold on, hold on, drop a bag, yeah
Hold on, hold on, hold on, I drop a bag, yeah
Yeah, big old bag on your head, yeah
Hold on, yeah, hold on, yeah
Nigga shot his mama house up, make him mad, yeah
Nigga, yeah, yeah
Yeah, huh, huh, huh (Let's go)
This for my steppers, drug dealers (Murderers, burglars, and my drug dealers)
This for my steppers, murderers (Murderers, drug dealers, and burglars)
My drug dealers, murderers (Lil Meechy, baby)
For my, huh, huh