Eli Fross - Steppas Freestyle (Lyrics) ft. Sleepy Hallow

Eli Fross - Steppas Freestyle (Lyrics) ft. Sleepy Hallow Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysub Follow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1 Stream: https://elifross.lnk.to/TheBookOfEli ➥ Become a fan of Rap City: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1   / rapcitysounds     / rapcitylife     / rapcity808     / rapcitylife   ➥ Follow Eli Fross   / elifross_     / elifross021   ➥ Follow Sleepy Hallow:   / _sleepyhallow_     / sleepyhallow83     / darealsleepyzzz   #EliFross #SleepyHallow #SteppasFreestyle #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics: Ahh (It's Great John beats, baby) What (Haha) Ayy, gang [Verse: Eli Fross & Sleepy Hallow] SRT be speedin', know I do the dash Slow it down lil' mama, I can't be with you, you movin' fast (Who is that?) Baddie, she a wetty, know I'm finna splash All the opps be bussin' in my blunt, no I ain't finna pass Headshots, if he spin this block, we tryna make him crash Red dots, beam drawn on your body, n*gga, gimme that Incredible, once he seen that Glock, you know I made him dash Always on that dummy shit, that's probably why I skipped the class Flex and flash, used to call me ugly, now she want me smash Fuck and pass, fuckin' on his bitch, I know I made him mad I made him sad, I can't wife no bitch none of my n*ggas had Brody blast, mommy brung him in but I'ma send 'em back Movin' tact, feet back of the back, lil' bitch I'm tryna relax Shooters strapped, did that drill and tossed it, bought some еxtra gats Hollows put a hole up in his chest, we lеave him asthmatic Yeah, my bitch is sweet just like some candy, now I'm diabetic All the opps we put up in the sky, we probably run heaven Before you ain't, but now you realize you see them boys steppin' Lot of steppers bitch, uh Know we steppin' shit, uh Know my steppers lit, uh Get you wet up quick You could bring a hundred n*ggas, ninety-nine gon' end up hit Hallows hit his stomach, n(gga made his gang come out and spin Made 'em come out and what? They ain't doin' shit Rich just called me up, said when I land, he got the cooler kit Free my n*gga Sheff and fuck the judge, my brother innocent (Free bro) Eli, that's my ape, it ain't no tellin' how we movin' shit (Layo) Who them steppers, bitch? (Huh) We them steppers, bitch Brand new Air Force Ones, we kill a n*gga if he step on it That lil' bitch no fun, I fucked her friend 'cause she was celibate Ain't no pimp, but you know I could teach you how to sell a bitch Top finesser, I could sell some water to a fuckin' fish Top agresser, I can't follow victim to no stupid shit Top addresser, that's the last place that I fucked a n*gga bitch N*gga sick, if you fuck my bitch, don't do that petty shit [Outro: Eli Fross] Ah, know we steppin' shit (Hahaha) Know my steppers lit (Free Sheff, man) You know we steppin' shit (You know the fuck goin' on) You know my steppers lit (Haha) Steppin' shit Know we steppin' shit Know I'm steppin' shit