S.T.P

S.T.P - Y.G Family (YG패밀리)

For the year two thou I aim no fear been tere so yall can't claim

Any game but sorry tall be shame madd frame in the fast lane I remain

Think alot polka dots make lots paper shot iron hearted like v bots teakwon take

One shake one recllect and break records like guiness how I make somen

Fake one not never yg foreva cool calm and rip all together watch

These teams get buck like leather so wheneva you wanna lock just knock

Yo you must've found a masterpiece in me

T e d from the one t yall know

The follow up wee wee si si y e s

Yall completeley and evidently we tighter than a bentley

Perry

Uh layin'em gently suckaz can't prevent me runnin for there twenty years

Deep murda empty ninety percent fakin on the sh*t

We doing daily uh that's why we feeling on this y sh*t see me

B boys b girls lets make noise make pearls flex what'chu want next

We the bomb techs

S t p flow like bomb threats

B boys b girls lets make noise make pearls flex what'chu want next

We the bomb techs

S t p flow like bomb threats

Who I throwing out that steer banging whoo hah

P e double's got cha ears ranging how

It's done how I come yall shoulda known

I come along I bring one for the road cuz

I'm next to none action lights lit

Mic's pipped nights flipped with the tightest sh*t

And you might just quit don't even trip

Cuz my own can handle it for the buck of it

Throw a little twist cuz I'm ill wit'it might kill wit'it

Feel wit'it ain't no one can peel wit'it until now

I'm chilling it my crews like what so

I gotta be spilling it not the one to test one

But if you press on then we just have to get

If wild like the west one s e a n decorating

Put you on a hip hop like a date bring it on turn it on

Word is bond I make it on s t p is digging in ya

Brain as we spray it on

S t p yall

Gotta prob wit it s t p yall wanna roll

Wit it s t p yall wanna f wit it s t p uh s t p whut

Watch ya ground I'm y bound you turn around

Low sound from the silencer 1 down where they at

I peeped'em wit my eye corner stealth mode

Malfunction ya death aroma linger take me to ya

Leader non resistant another life pleader just

Keep it distant isn't it a b**ch in ya kicks

When ya spits out of lyks you ain't got tricks b**ch you sleeveless

S t p yall gotta prob wit it

S t p yall gotta roll wit it

S t p yall wanna f wit it

S t p uh uh s t p whut

A yo Figaro Figaro hit me one in stereo ereo

Like merit go shine like a disco madd glitter

Home run hitter super lick spatter yall jitter

To this when I enter s on my chest tree best

In the center sho shot winner got flowz enough

By the rowz all suckaz get frozen up

Yeah I word dat never speechless

I'm about to teach dis wak never reach