[Intro: Baby Jamo]
Hey
Hey, my shoes laced, I ain't worrried 'bout no other shoes
Hey Tall Wall, hey, and I got the best shoes
I ain't got no Js though I'm rocking, Givenchy on bro, oh I'm rocking Gucci
Lemme tell y'all life about a story, man (This is Petro Gang)
[Chorus: Baby Jamo]
This is the life of a stepper, nigga, I could tell you a story, I could tell you a poem (Huncho)
Nigga, I could sit on your house, nigga, I could come on your block and my whip go "room"
You ain't spin the Yo so how we into it?
Getting into it with Fox 5, man, your phone alert you a motherfucking storm
Nigga, I done ran up my racks, nigga, I'm busting 12, I'm motherfucking blowing
If the lights hit red I'm still gon' go
If you run that light you gotta make sure she ain't no fucking ho
She up in Chanel, my name ring bells
D.C. ain't no bond, we ain't got no bail
Nigga, she think that I'm sweet, nigga, I'm playing it P, Ark pay for her nails
[Verse 1: Baby Jamo]
Might get her some [?] we hitting up Roofs (Huncho)
And I'm knocking her off, I knocked off her noodles
Nigga, I'm a motherfucking bully, nigga I'm a king, [?] she fucking on poodles
[?] her friend she ugly as shit
That nigga still going and trying give her, uh
That nigga still going and trying give her dick and them niggas still going, they're tryna just trick
I ain't catching no [?] yeah I ain't fucking with strags (Huncho)
Might fuck her in Cali, I ran up a bag
StopDat got nine lives, nigga, he ain't tryna die, he keep getting tagged
Nigga, we leaving these niggas, just like Biggs, nigga, we leaving 'em sad
Let me get a Q-Tip, clean my ears, who going band for band? (This is Petro Gang)
[Chorus: Baby Jamo]
This is the life of a stepper, nigga, I could tell you a story, I could tell you a poem
Nigga, I could sit on your house, nigga, I could come on your block and my whip gon' "room"
You ain't spin the Yo so how we into it?
Getting into it with Fox 5, man, your phone alert you a motherfucking storm
Nigga, I done ran up my racks, nigga, I'm busting 12, I'm motherfucking blowing
If the lights hit red I'm still gon' go
If you run that light you gotta make sure she ain't no fucking ho
She up in Chanel, my name ring bells
D.C. ain't no bond, we ain't got no bail
Nigga, she think that I'm sweet, nigga, I'm playing it P, Ark pay for her nails (This is Petro Gang)
[Verse 2: MoneySet Twin]
She think that I'm sweet, I'll pay for her feet (Huncho)
I've been fucking on Sky, bad bitches be sweet
I've been dropping them bombs on the back up the street
I've been popping them doors making niggas receipt
I'm still hopping out cars making niggas retreat
We still hopping out cars, man, them niggas in trouble
We be dropping off bombs like we come out a huddle
Spin the 'Dise off the early, I'ma run through that tunnel (This is Petro Gang)
[Verse 3: Yung Threat]
(Yung Threat the war vet nigga, uh, uh, yeah, man)
We still hopping in cars, man, opp niggas in trouble
I'm jumping out whips, man, I'm riding with Double
I'm fucking up [?], they ain't solving puzzle
We 'bout to spin, pull up, [?] shovel
I'm spinning with Dizzy, we leaving a puddle
I'm spinning with Dizzy, we leaving shit dead
Know what happened to _, he got hit in his head
Know what happened to fat boy, got hit in his leg
I'm smoking on Brodie 'cause that nigga dead
If I speak on lil' _ I might go out the Feds
DOA on the scene and you know that I fled
Hit a nigga in his chest, I ain't aim for his head (This is Petro Gang)
[Verse 4: Yung Dizzy]
Diz Wiz nigga, boom! Boom! Boom!
My life like a movie, you could watch it on Tubi
She heard that I rap now the bitch wanna do me
We be bringing that shit, any block, any day
Give a fuck where you from, I'll spin any way
I'm smoking on fat shit, his ass got chased
Long live lil' Buddy, got hit in his face
I'm a young Belt Boy, niggas know what I do
I'm a real young wizard, I make shit go poof
My [?] on Lil Woo
I'm popping my door I ain't shooting out the roof (Huncho)
