Stepping on shit like I'm a soldier

Woah, I'm stepping on shit like I'm a soldier

Box logo G Fazos, I'm stepping like I'm a soldier

Got a real exotic b**h, and she really f**k with my culture

Miss 'bout a bag, she don't let nobody approach her

I can't f**k with these bozos they too p**y and a lil' bipolar

Hold up, hold up,

Sticks and drums, militia level blowers

Yeah, hold up, hold up

He banging my line 'bout a b**h he thought I stole

Roll up, roll up

I'm trying to catch a vibe, roll the dope up

I just woke up, f**d his b**h and now he mad like I owe him

Woah, I'm stepping on shit like I'm a soldier

Try to knock me down, I'mma send you back to sqaure one like game over

Yeah, hold up, hold up, I just pushed the brand new Land Rover

Exotic exposure

I'm a certified stoner

Used to think that shit was krazy

I just got a lil' older

I done made two extra figures off them packs like I'm an owner

Super max my shit and I still won't sign, trying to f**k me over

Man the devil keep hitting my line

M**r keep getting bolder and bolder

(The devil keep getting bolder and bolder)

(The devil keep)

The devil keep getting bolder

And I won't give up

I won't give up

I won't give up to it 'cause

I'm stepping on shit like I'm a soldier

Box logo G Fazos, I'm stepping like I'm a soldier

Got a real exotic b**h, and she really f**k with my culture

Miss 'bout a bag, she don't let nobody approach her

I can't f**k with these bozos they too p**y and a lil' bipolar

On god they a lil' bipolar

Yeah, hold up, hold up

I'm stepping on shit like I'm a soldier

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up

Hold up, hold up, yeah woah