Sleepy Hallow - Steppas Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: Eli Fross] 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, ni**a, gimme that Incredible, once he seen that Glock, you know I made him dash Always on that dummy sh*t, that's probably why I skipped the class Flex and flash, used to call me ugly, now she want me smash fu*k and pass, fu*kin' on his b*tch, I know I made him mad I made him sad, I can't wife no b*tch none of my ni**as had Brodie blast, mommy brung him in but I'ma send 'em back Movin' tact, feet back of the back, lil' b*tch 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 b*tch 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' Lotta steppers b*tch, uh Know we steppin' sh*t, uh Know my steppers lit, uh Get you wet up quick You could bring a hundred ni**as, ninety-nine gon' end up hit Hollows hit his stomach, ni**a made his gang come out and spin Made 'em come out and what? They ain't doin' sh*t Rich just called me up, said when I land, he got the cooler kit Free my ni**a Sheff and fu*k the judge, my brother innocent (Free bro) Eli, that's my ape, it ain't no tellin' how we movin' sh*t (Layo) Who them steppers, b*tch? (Huh) We them steppers, b*tch Brand new Air Force Ones, we kill a ni**a if he step on it That lil' b*tch no fun, I fu*ked her friend 'cause she was celibate Ain't no pimp, but you know I could teach you how to sell a b*tch Top finesser, I could sell some water to a fu*kin' fish Top agresser, I can't follow victim to no stupid sh*t Top addresser, that's the last place that I fu*ked a ni**a b*tch ni**a sick, if you fu*k my b*tch, don't do that petty sh*t [Outro: Eli Fross] Ah, know we steppin' sh*t (Hahaha) Know my steppers lit (Free Sheff, man) You know we steppin' sh*t (You know the fu*k goin' on) You know my steppers lit (Haha) Steppin' sh*t Know we steppin' sh*t Know I'm steppin' sh*t