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Young Thug - Step In My Shoes Lyrics

[Intro]
Earl on the beat
[?]
Uh, uh (Go)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Go)

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
These pussies can't step in my shoes (Shoes), so what’s the problem? (Go)
Stompin' niggas out, give me bloody bottoms (Woo)
Nigga wanted smoke (Smoke), nigga wanted problems (Problems)
We don't fight fair (Yeah), we’ll resolve them problems (Woo, go)
I'm Peter Piper with a pistol (Boom, boom)
I'm the Michelin man with a missile (Michelin)
Bitch, I'm Jack Frost with the crystals (Ice)
Let it blow like a whistle (Let it blow)

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Damn (Let it blow)
I'm on your head like the brush with the bristles (Go)
All my dawgs ride right or wrong
Act first, speak later, that's the code I'm on
I'll shit on bitches who think they be doin’ sum’
I pity these niggas who ain't gettin’ none
Too much money in the world to be on someone couch
I can show you how I make the million overnight, that's word to [?], yeah
I know, I'm on the block like a liquor store
Askin' my bro what the lick for
Fuckin’ his bitch, fuckin' his bitch
I had to see what it's hittin' on
I get the bank, all undercover and shit
Cash what I'm sittin' on
[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
These pussies can't step in my shoes (Shoes), so what's the problem? (Go)
Stompin' niggas out, give me bloody bottoms (Woo)
Nigga wanted smoke (Smoke), nigga wanted problems (Problems)
We don't fight fair (Yeah), we'll resolve them problems (Woo, go)
I'm Peter Piper with a pistol (Boom, boom)
I'm the Michelin man with a missile (Michelin)
Bitch, I'm Jack Frost with the crystals (Ice)
Let it blow like a whistle (Let it blow)

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
Ayy, and you know I got the pistol (Let it)
Pew, pew, wipe his nose without a tissue (Ooh, yeah)
Yeah, and the slimes on deck (Ooh)
Gotta bring slimes on deck (Slime), gotta bring slimes on deck (Slime, slime)
Yeah (Slime)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Woah, kemosabe, I been eatin' fish with the crabs (Skrrt)
I don't wanna smoke none of your weed, that shit is bad (I smoke that gas)
I been in LA for ninety-nine months, oh man (Yeah)
I don't wanna beef, it'll get you knocked off on wax (Yeah)
Pass me my cup, I been drinkin' on [?] and it's yellow, this Tussin, you dig me, baby? (Yeah)
I don't ever give up on my lemonade [?] a nigga they can't display (Yeah)
I don't wanna clash today 'cause I'm 'ridin' in the Benz or the Jag' today (Yeah)
I can't wait to go fast today and the inside is white like a funnel cake (Yeah, yeah, woo)
This shit can get rational, this shit can get so many [?] today (Yeah, yeah)
I don't gotta ask her or nothin', I promise I won't tell a lie today
Never seen how fast it can go, I promise you takin' your time today (Woo)
Bowl in the back, now my mouth can't close, yeah
[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
These pussies can't step in my shoes (Shoes), so what's the problem? (Go)
Stompin' niggas out, give me bloody bottoms (Woo)
Nigga wanted smoke (Smoke), nigga wanted problems (Problems)
We don't fight fair (Yeah), we'll resolve them problems (Woo, go)
I'm Peter Piper with a pistol (Boom, boom)
I'm the Michelin man with a missile (Michelin)
Bitch, I'm Jack Frost with the crystals (Ice)
Let it blow like a whistle (Let it blow)