[Intro: Don Trip]
Step Brothers
(Red On The Beat)

[Verse 1: Starlito]
Flip a coin, Craig, I told you I ain't goin' first
If I won the toss, then I'm gon' defer
I was just sayin', don't put this on the verse
You recordin'? Fuck it, let's go to work

[Verse 2: Don Trip]
Tell them suckers if they scared, they should go to church
If they still sleepin' on us, lay 'em in a open hearse
If the love is genuine, it ain't supposed to hurt
My family full of addicts, got me feelin' like I broke a curse
I ain't quittin' 'til I broke the cycle
I told the man in the mirror there ain't no one likе you
My old lady think I'm throwed, think I'm bein' germaphobic
Wеarin' latex gloves when I load the rifles

[Verse 3: Starlito]
Write my lyrics under oath, I could hold a Bible
I can't fuck with her no more 'cause the ho is spiteful
'06 Gucci Mane, '94 Ice Cube
Jermaine live up to his name, yeah, you know he might shoot
Right back on the news again, punishment too severe
38, take my shells with me like a souvenir
Forty thousand dollars in my pocket in some hoopin' gear
Make that off my local shows and only doin' two a year
[Verse 4: Don Trip]
2006, had the package in the coupe DeVille
Mama never told me knock 'em out, she told me shoot to kill
It don't matter where we at, it don't matter who it is
When I met Puffy, he said, "Christopher, go do it big"
Slicker than a can of oil, trigger finger slippery
Slide on you like it's recess in elementary
Blowin' money faster than Demetrius Flenory
The bank teller got a COVID mask 'cause she sick of me

[Verse 5: Starlito & Don Trip]
My paint wetter and I drove fast on Old Hickory
My young n***as spinnin' 'bout that chicken, rotisserie
Figured this shit out, yeah, it's really no mystery
Check our history, fuck you if you disagree
Got that dog in him, this a whole 'nother pedigree
Came with nothin', leave with everything 'cept my legacy (Yeah)
(Red On The Beat), tried to let it breathe (Yeah)
Red on the beat, Craig mettlin' (Yeah)

[Verse 6: Don Trip]
Got the Staccato full of pellets on my hip as an accessory
The money all I think about, paper got telepathy
My homie doin' fed time, caught a couple felonies
They got him on the phone talkin' birds like a parakeet
Freedom is the price, it's cheaper than you like
It's windy outside how I'm sendin' n***as kites
He called on the cell phone to offer his advice
Said, "Whatever you do, make sure it's for life"
[Outro: Don Trip]
Yeah
Whatever you do, Step Brothers 4 Life
Yeah
Step Brothers 4 Life