Intro (Other Stairs) Lyrics

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Oh, my baby, you don't wanna hear that in real life

Let's get it

Real deal steppa, uh, Tra O' reppa, yeah

I don't feel no pressure, hit me up that shit wherever, yeah

I need a crib so big, I told my baby, use the other stairs

Bad bitches everywhere, dress down to your underwear

They told us go spin a block, guess what, they ain't never there

If you see them, put 11 there, your type will never fare

North niggas don't ever care, hoppin' out and we blitzing your block

Poppin' out, it's a stick in a glock, drum on it like a stick on a rock

Climbing up to the tippity top, gang

Wanna eat some dick up, baby girl, tell your homegirl to come through

Fuckin' these hoes two at a time, shorty started trippin', must be out her mind

Puttin' hoes out of sight, out of mind, I prefer if you pay me for my time

Same boy talkin' about he gon' kill me, saw my face, then that boy turned blind

His bitch wanna fuck me, I could get him lined, said he gon' touch me, like, never mind

Hit the trap, double back, then rewind, killers gon' handle that, no fine

Can't nobody knock me off of my grind, wipe a nigga nose that's my slime

Real deal steppa, uh, Tra O reppa, yeah

I don't feel no pressure, hit me up, that shit, whatever, yeah

I need a crib so big, I told my baby, use the other stairs

Bad bitches everywhere, dress down to your underwear