Steppin On The Beat

Brrah-bah-bah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hounds, make that shit slap

Skeet-skeet, throw it on repeat

Concrete, no you can't move me

3D, everybody see me

CD's, pass 'em on 6th Street

Beep-beep, driving down Main Street

Stepping on the beat, brrah-bah-bah

My girl walks out and she looks so good

You get knocked down but you can't get up

Skeet-skeet, throw it on repeat

Stepping on the beat, brrah-bah-bah

My girl walks out and she looks so good

You get knocked down but you can't get up

Baby, I've 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 cooling in the kennel

Worldwide hoes, call me Jimmy Contintental

'Bout to eat it up and I ain't even got utensils

Fuck her in her mouth and now I'm fucking with her dental

Fuckin'gon her throat, now she's got tonsillitis

Touch my dick once, now I call the bitch Midas

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick

Your mom know how to handle dick

Jack got dimples, Jack be slick

Jack got jumped and he dropped all six

Like ooh, yuh, all six

Trap more wax than a candlestick

And he snagged your 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

CD's, pass 'em on 6th Street

Beep-beep, driving down Main Street

Stepping on the beat, brrah-bah-bah

My girl walks out and she looks so good

You get knocked down but you can't get up

Skeet-skeet, throw it on repeat

Stepping on the beat, brrah-bah-bah

My girl walks out an she looks so good

You get knocked down but you can't get up

Skeet-skeet, put it on repeat

Bust on her face and her best friend retweet

Gravy take your bitch and you ain't gettin' a receipt

Hit the ho once, then I ghost like a ouija

Bored, I be bored, I be feeling like a whore

I be looking at her eyes while she screaming out more

On tour, I'm with Gravy, get your tickets at the door

Mi amor, I'm in love, give her kissety-kiss

I got your bitch licking, lickety-split

I hit that shit to some Elliot Smith

I'm in the Tesla, the miracle whip

And I got your bitch saying, "Brrah-bah-bah"

Calling out, pop off, feeling like a hot shot

Motherfuckers want it but they never getting nada

Smoking in the hot box, stuck inside the fucking Lincoln tunnel

I could do it if I wanna but I'm drinking

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 with forty, I'm sipping

Skeet-skeet, throw it on repeat

Concrete, no you can't move me

3D, everybody see me

CD's, pass 'em on 6th Street

Beep-beep, driving down Main Street

Stepping on the beat, brrah-bah-bah

My girl walks out and she looks so good

You get knocked down but you can't get up