# STEP BACK [Intro – distorted sample, heavy breathing, distant producer tag] (Yo, Wasty, hit 'em with the heat) Ayy! WHAT?! YEAH! Move the fuck back! [808 Drop – filthy distorted bass] [Hook – aggressive rhythmic chant, clipped doubles] STEP BACK! STEP BACK! TOO CLOSE, GET BACK! BIG MOUTH, BIG RACKS! WHO THE FUCK IS THAT?! STEP BACK! STEP BACK! BLACK TINT, WHIPLASH! TALK SHIT, GET LAUGHED AT! WHOLE ROOM SNAP BACK! Ooh, step back! Ooh, get back! TOO CLOSE! MOVE BACK! [Verse 1 – aggressive nasal rap, jagged rhythmic delivery] Walk in the spot like I own the foundation Bad little habit of ruining occasions Got a new check and a worse reputation Your whole personality need renovation Big talk, small frame, internet gangster Got a tough-guy pose and a minimum-wage anger Got a gold-plated ego and a cardboard mansion Whole damn crew look like unpaid actors [Flow Switch – tight double-time, increasingly vicious] I got a mouth like a razor and a brain full of static Got a habit of laughing when the whole thing tragic Got a pocket full of money and a life full of damage Got a couple motherfuckers tryna copy my habits I don't do apologies, I don't do diplomacy Everybody got a problem till they standing right in front of me Got a reputation growing like a fucking abnormality I'm a walking bad decision with a salary attached to me [Beat Cut – dry, mocking] You still talking? That's adorable. [Hook – full distorted beat] STEP BACK! STEP BACK! TOO CLOSE, GET BACK! BIG MOUTH, BIG RACKS! WHO THE FUCK IS THAT?! STEP BACK! STEP BACK! BLACK TINT, WHIPLASH! TALK SHIT, GET LAUGHED AT! WHOLE ROOM SNAP BACK! Ooh, step back! Ooh, get back! TOO CLOSE! MOVE BACK! [Verse 2 – faster, more chaotic delivery] Got a blacked-out whip and a bad attitude Got a girl with a temper and a face tattoo Got a pocket full of cash and a loose-ass screw Got a whole lotta problems and a problem with you I been up three nights, got a head full of bees Got a landlord mad and a stack of late fees Got a brand-new chain that I bought just to flex Got a credit score lower than my self-respect [Flow Switch – rapid internal rhymes, aggressive articulation] I got a pathological problem with authority A sociological fascination with stupidity A philosophical reason for my lack of civility And a psychological evaluation pending delivery I been making bad decisions at an alarming velocity Got a hundred fucking haters with a hundred personalities Everybody wants a problem, everybody wants publicity Till I turn the whole occasion into public humiliation [Beat Cut – silence] Damn. That was a lot of syllables. [Bridge – isolated bass, mocking call-and-response] STEP BACK! GET BACK! TOO CLOSE! MOVE BACK! WHO'S NEXT?! WHO'S THAT?! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! ABOUT THAT! [Final Verse – frantic, shouted accents, relentless bounce] I got a bad little habit of making a scene Got a brand-new watch and a fucked-up dream Got a mouth full of gold and a head full of steam Got a whole damn crowd tryna copy my scheme I don't need no permission, I don't need validation I don't need your opinion or your congratulations I got a million little reasons for my lack of patience And a motherfucking problem with your whole presentation [Flow Switch – maximum intensity, tight double-time] Big mouth, big bass, big checks, big mess Big talk, little action, put that shit to rest Black boots, black fit, bad mood, bad trip Whole world getting loud, I ain't heard shit yet! [Final Hook – blown-out doubles, hard rhythmic punches] STEP BACK! STEP BACK! TOO CLOSE, GET BACK! BIG MOUTH, BIG RACKS! WHO THE FUCK IS THAT?! STEP BACK! STEP BACK! BLACK TINT, WHIPLASH! TALK SHIT, GET LAUGHED AT! WHOLE ROOM SNAP BACK! Ooh, step back! Ooh, get back! TOO CLOSE! MOVE BACK! [Outro – beat cuts, dry vocal] Ayy. Move. [Hard Cut]
