Despot - Steep Tech lyrics

[Intro] (Got me walking down the street got my steep tech) (Don't be asking what it is, you know it's steep tech) (When I'm walking down the street I got my steep tech) [Hook: Hak] [x2] Any jacket Steep tech, Barbour, racked it I ain't throw no ones I ain't throw no ones [Verse 1: Sporting Life] I wear Steep Tech like's it's a reflex That blue joint it's called aztec With that long bill, with those low sweats My tracks ill and that's no sweat I got back here, It ain't cold yet But it's chilly out I got my steep tech I was walking out, she had the pink vest I said "Pardon me, is that Steep Tech?" [Bridge: Hak] Mami wearing Steep Tech Hope she give me deep neck Know she hold it down and she love from them V-Tec (She ain't talk, she ain't talk, she ain't talk, she ain't talk) [Hook] [Verse 2: Wiki] Steep tech on my back when I crack-a the day I'm talkin' that Steep Tech Talkin' that 8-Hunnid fill No sweater that's cheap pressed and my feet sweat When the heat Tec (sweatin') Underneath my lee's Next to my weed, next to my wallet Over my knees and I be wilin Pop out the sleeves, I could be getting, neck Or be sprinting or on this train And I be sweatin' cause of this leather That I be wearin' cause of this weather Half of this city yeah they be ight' And they be tryna, tryna be gettin' Every 700 one of these feathers Every 700 one of these feathers [Hook] [Verse 3: Despot] Way back when it was my second skin Tent and Trails would never let us in Ever since I popped a Lizzy loose Up in the fitting room and left it drenched in ink Ditched the goose and I would get to boostin' I was winterproof up in that Scotty Schmidt If you knew the type of sh** we'd do, to prove kids at school we could have better things Just a kid from k**er Queens who sell the sh** that k** the fiends To get ahead like guillotines and never ever spilled the beans In any weather, rain or sleet or hail or snow, got slopes to ski And you won't catch me springing leaks or slipping when them hills are steep.....TECH [Verse 4: Princess Nokia] It was cold outside, I'ma call you back I'm on vacation now but I'll be right back I told Wiki first and then Sporting last That I'ma rip that sh** real quick and fast Naomi Campbell attitude My spirit's cold I'm b**hy, a la Dominique la Deveraux (Honesty) An Eskimo Play in the snow A pretty ho A la Brigitte Bardot Flight is delayed so I'm stuck here at Paris Come for my head I will leave you embarra**ed b**hes playside and I'm always advantaged Got my career and you stuck with the carriage I go so dumb I rip heads like a savage Indian, Black, and a little bit Spanish It's a no flex do you know who my man is? Cover to cover we living so lavish Flex I don't ever stress Always look the best, cause I only sign checks Throw the check up for the s** His new b**h vexed I still got a picture on his gram, go check Only chick that RATKING know that actually got the Steep Tech though Only chick that RATKING know that actually got the Steep Tech though