[Intro]
(Slap a 808 on the back of that thing and we outta here)

[Chorus: Rich Dunk]
I'm a real-deal stepper (Yeah)
I step on you, Balenciagas and some leather (Step)
Pull up, roll the window and plunk a n***a feather (Ayy, plunk a n***a, baow)
Like I'm really 'bout whatever
Any place and any weather, we always applyin' pressure
I'm a real-deal stepper (On God)
I step on you, Balenciagas and some leather (Step)
Pull up, roll the window and plunk a n***a feather (Baow)
Like I'm really 'bout whatever
Any place and any weather (Yeah, n***a), we always applyin' pressure (It's Dunk, I'm a real-deal stepper)

[Verse 1: Rich Dunk]
I fell in love with my gun, I gave a ring to my Glock (Huh?)
I fell in love with these streets (The fuck?), that's why it was hard for me to stop (It's hard)
I'm a different type of n***a, reach for my chain and you get shot (Baow, baow, baow)
See, all this shit that I be rappin' 'bout, this ain't no cap a lot (Uh-uh)
Uh, I'ma hit that pussy good until she tappin' out
This amazing, I walk in the store, got people passin' out (Like, oh my God)
You got to pay me if a do a show, bitch, ain't no backin' out (The fuck?)
My n***a itchy and he keep a blicky and he spazzin' out
You know what's fifty plus another fifty? That's a hundred now (Pussy)
I caught him slippin', that lil' n***a tipsy, we out to get him now (Let's get him now)
I told 'em, "Chill, we can't get 'em now" (Why?), there's too many people 'round (Fuck)
See, I'm a stepper, you can figure out, just listen to my rhymes (Pussy)
[Chorus: Rich Dunk]
I'm a real-deal stepper (Yeah)
I step on you, Balenciagas and some leather (Step)
Pull up, roll the window and plunk a n***a feather (Ayy, plunk a n***a, baow)
Like I'm really 'bout whatever
Any place and any weather, we always applyin' pressure
I'm a real-deal stepper (On God)
I step on you, Balenciagas and some leather (Step)
Pull up, roll the window and plunk a n***a feather (Baow)
Like I'm really 'bout whatever
Any place and any weather (Yeah, n***a), we always applyin' pressure (I'm a real deal, on God)

[Verse 2: Jackboy]
I'm a real-deal stepper
Come up where I'm from, we was taught to get that cheddar
Uh, clutchin' on my guns, take his funds with this Beretta, yeah
It's a cold world and he gon' put hole through your sweater
Uh, steppin' on n***as, can't let up
Remember I was broke, I fed up
I wanna thank Him, like I gotta get my bread up
I ain't have no job, I used to rob, how you think I done got my check up?
Now it's Dior on my sweater
Fly n***a, might lose a feather
No, life cannot get better
Sold life, all my n***as steppers
Put a drum on the stick, I'm extra
N***as know not to play, I'm pressure
N***as know not to play, they get deleted
And I feel soldieries, I don't need no cleats
I wanna feel soldieries in the dirty poor
N***a play with me, knockin' off fentanyl
Ten toes down, I can't never fold
Thug life n***a, stickin' to the code
[Chorus: Rich Dunk]
I'm a real-deal stepper (Yeah)
I step on you, Balenciagas and some leather (Step)
Pull up, roll the window and plunk a n***a feather (Ayy, plunk a n***a, baow)
Like I'm really 'bout whatever
Any place and any weather, we always applyin' pressure
I'm a real-deal stepper (On God)
I step on you, Balenciagas and some leather (Step)
Pull up, roll the window and plunk a n***a feather (Baow)
Like I'm really 'bout whatever
Any place and any weather (Yeah, n***a), we always applyin' pressure (I'm a real deal, on God)