Lời Bài Hát Steppin’ On The Beat – Yung Gravy
Skeet skeet
Throw it on repeat
Concrete, no you can’t move me
3D everybody see me
CDs passem on 6th street
Beep beep driving down Main Street
Stepping on the the beat brrrrruhbuhbuh
My girl walks out an she looks so good
Ya get knocked down but ya can’t get up
Skeet skeet
Throw it on repeat
Stepping on the the beat brrrrruhbuhbuh
My girl walks out an she looks so good
Ya get knocked down but ya can’t get up
Baby I been drinking all night
I don’t gotta ride
so I’m gonna call a life line
Auntie Anne
We ain’t blood related so I fold her like a pretzel
Bitch I’m going mental
Shawty surely giving brain call her
Shirley Temple
If you need a bad bitch you can get a rental
Riding with my dogs we be coolin in the kennel
Worldwide hoes call me Jimmy Contintental
Bouta eat it up and I ain’t even got utensils
Fuckin on her mouth and now im fucking with her dental
Fuckin on her throat now she got tonsillitis
Touch my diiiick once now I call the bih Midas
Jack be nimble
Jack be quick
Yo mom know how to handle dick
Jack got dimples
Jack be slick
Jack got jumped and he dropped all six
Like ooooh yuh, all six
Trap more wax than a candlestick
And he snagged yo bitch
And I’m Jack
And I gave her that..
Skeet skeet
Throw it on repeat
Concrete, no you can’t move me
3D everybody see me
CDs passem on 6th street
Beep beep driving down Main Street
Stepping on the the beat brrrrruhbuhbuh
My girl walks out an she looks so good
Ya get knocked down but ya can’t get up
Skeet skeet
Throw it on repeat
Stepping on the the beat brrrrruhbuhbuh
My girl walks out an she looks so good
Ya get knocked down but ya can’t get up
Skeet skeet put it on repeat
Bust on her face and her best friend retweet
Gravy take ya bitch and you ain’t gettin a receipt
Hit the hoe once then I ghost like a ouija
Bored I be bored and I’m feeling like a whore
I be looking at her eyes while she screaming out more
On tour I’m with gravy get yo tickets at the door
Mi amor I’m in love give her kissety kiss
Got your bitch licking like lickety split
I hit that shit to some Elliot Smith
I’m in the Tesla the miracle whip
And I got your bitch sayin brrrrruhbuhbuh
Calling out papa
Feeling like a hot shot
Mothers fucking want it but they never getting nada
Smoking in the hot box
Stuck inside the fuckin Lincoln tunnel
I could do it if I wanna but I’m drinking oooh
What can I say
Living today
Passing my blunt to my baby
She don’t even smoke but she hit that shit for me
We roll with my crew and we coming bout 40 I’m sipping
Skeet skeet
Throw it on repeat
Concrete, no you can’t move me
3D everybody see me
CDs passem on 6th street
Beep beep driving down Main Street
Stepping on the the beat brrrrruhbuhbuh
My girl walks out an she looks so good
Ya get knocked down but ya can’t get up