笨小笨SOLO STEPPIN CRETE BOY歌词由Lil Yachty演唱，出自专辑《Something Ether》，下面是《SOLO STEPPIN CRETE BOY》完整版歌词！
SOLO STEPPIN CRETE BOY歌词完整版
SOLO STEPPIN CRETE BOY - Lil Yachty
Lyrics by：Gentuar Memishi/Bennett Pepple/Miles Parks McCollum
Composed by：Gentuar Memishi/Bennett Pepple/Miles Parks McCollum
Produced by：GENT!/Bangs
I can't wish that
Brrt
Look
'Crete
Mm hmm
Same breakin' down left and right
Yeah
I was countin' up an M on a private flight
Yeah
All this Chrome on my body like a medieval knight
Hmm
I was up a sack on that purple sprite
Yeah all my been official
Even tote a pistol
Yeah
Even blow it like a whistle
Yeah
Lie to officials
Yeah
I'll drip you down in crystals
If I know you're real
Mwah
Have you geekin' out your body off a pink pink pill
I caught you lyin' to me
And I with you still
So many properties I bought
I'm king of the hill
Need to learn his place
'Fore we put 'em in it
Yeah
Steppin' and swaggin'
I'm running
I'm running
I might run for senate
Huh
I got a up in the kitchen
Wearin' them coochie cutters
Yeah
Free my doggy out that cell
Straight up out the gutter
We been them ever
Since the position needed fillin'
And I fear I didn't see it
It was just me and Dylan
DC
You see it was just me and Justin
Draft
Grippin' her hair while she top me
Might give her a concussion
Yeah
I don't like discussions
I'm too rich for fussin'
Exactly
Look her dead in her eyes
And have that bustin'
Yeah
I ain't never cuffin'
Yeah
Free my corner
Baby dawg
He psyched out
Still
Yeah
Your baby daddy broke
No need for him to write a will
Yeah
I put paint on my nails
******* **** still
Still
It's old money in my bank
That I'm spendin' still
Yeah
Lifestyle get twisted
I been livin' shady
Creep
I been beatin' up that sack like
I'm Devin Haney
Beat it
I don't need a rap friend
I'ma step solo
Facts
I try anything once
The lifestyle yolo
I don't wanna be posted on the blogs
I don't wanna answer calls
I did
I did this for my dawgs
I just beat up the mall
I just beat up my wrist
I was duckin' IRS
I was takin' that risk
I was takin' that
I was flyin' air Drake
So I was takin' that switch
Switch
Brrt
***** *****
Yeah
They gave me Ms at eighteen
Ain't know what to do
Yeah
I a sack up at a jeweler
I was goin' stupid
Oh
Fell in love with a teller
I don't know Cupid
Gotta tell my stepper
No 'cause he'll really do it
Brrt
Anywhere everywhere
He don't give a give a
Empty the clip
Reload the clip
We call it sleight of hand
Yeah
My memory bad
So I'm baby on cam'
Mm
Bottega coat
I copped RIP
To a couple lambs
Yeah
That boy is not a kingpin
He sold a couple grams
He ain't no gangster
Grew up better than Adonis Graham
It's us
