Freddie Gibbs & The Alchemist - Lemon Pepper Steppers Lyrics

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Title | Freddie Gibbs & The Alchemist - Lemon Pepper Steppers Lyrics |
Author | GILL LYRICS |
Duration | 2:13 |
File Format | MP3 / MP4 |
Original URL | https://youtube.com/watch?v=-D_B8Z2H8pQ |
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Freddie Gibbs & The Alchemist - Lemon Pepper Steppers Lyrics
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Track 3 on
Alfredo 2
Jul. 25, 2025
Lemon Pepper Steppers Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Check, check
Yeah, I'ma go all, all the way through this shit
Check, check
You know I'm one of the best nigga to ever do this shit, you feel me?
[Verse 1]
Smoking opps walk down your block, I put that bitch in shock
Wipe his nose, tag on they toes, I just knocked off his socks (Yeah)
Hundred shots came right back at us, Same day, ain't nothin' drop
Send your shooter back to you shot, tell 'em you fucking flopped
Just say my name, Mr. Insane, crack on my razor blade
Break it to the left, put the gang on my chest, that's cradle to the grave
Took it to the west, had my own cash on deck, put a bad bitch on the planе
Soon as we landed, we shop for that fеtti
This Mafia shit, boy, you don't understand me
Y'all tried it though
[Refrain]
Tried to pull a nigga back, but that life I left it (Yeah)
R-EVs and i7s turn my garage electric (Yeah)
I said, "Bitch, open your heart or you might just block your blessing" (Yeah)
She sucked my dick after church in these lemon pepper steppers
[Verse 2]
Smokin' dope, fresh off the boat, she said her throat the GOAT
I gave all my side hoes a rope, climb up or fucking choke
Fucking choke, turn nigga ghost, I inhale all the smoke
Make promoters cancel your show, fifty guns at the door
So say my name, Mr. Insane, blood on my razor blade
Nigga shoulda jacked me and whacked me, what's happening, now I ain't feel no fucking pain
Being too extra you need extra people
Your pockets ain't ready for war, I can peep it
It's Rabbit the Reaper, I'll send out them creepers
You nigga is nervous, it won't be no sleeping
Y'all tried it though
[Refrain]
Tried to break niggas down, tryna block my blessing (Yeah)
R-EVs and i7s turn my garage electric (Yeah)
Too cheap to cop a Bugatti, too gangster for a Tesla (Yeah)
She sucked my dick after church in these lemon pepper steppers
[Outro]
Smokin' dope
She said her throat the goat
She said her throat the goat, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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