Ryan Garber - Steppe'n Out lyrics

[Produced by Ryan Garber] [Verse 1] It was the summer of 2016 All I had was a blunt, and a cup of lean My friend said he had a job for me in Browns Cove Thought it was gonna be lit, but it was no treasure trove First night I was there, I drank all of his vodka and gin Then I made a suit out of his leathery skin He got me in a chokehold, said "I'll k** you right now, boy" Bashed his head in, now he'll be flopping like a koi [Hook] My homie picked me up on the side of an old country road If I ever see that ba*tard again, I'll make his blood run cold Tried to stab me with a pitchfork, run me over me with his truck If that ba*tard tries that sh** again, he's gonna be out of luck [Verse 2] Well I met his daughter at the local Heritage She's so damn she couldn't even afford a hermitage Now this next part may show that's there no love in our hearts But this b**h had more grease in her hair than O'Reilly auto parts b**h be looking like a f**ing troll Like some ganja, gonna smoke them like a bowl [Hook] My homie picked me up on the side of an old country road If I ever see that ba*tard again, I'll make his blood run cold Tried to stab me with a pitchfork, run me over me with his truck If that ba*tard tries that sh** again, he's gonna be out of luck [Verse 3] This b**h is a hoe, f**ing BDSM fetishes Come to school, we see the rope around your wrist This b**h s**s more dick than she cut, minds it Trying to be secretive, b**h you can't hide it b**h got a tongue like frogger b**h be drinking cum like a lager b**h got more naps in her hair than a hippie Gonna cut a b**h up, gonna get trippy b**h on her period, it's gonna get drippy [Hook x2] My homie picked me up on the side of an old country road If I ever see that ba*tard again, I'll make his blood run cold Tried to stab me with a pitchfork, run me over me with his truck If that ba*tard tries that sh** again, he's gonna be out of luck