Steppin On The Beat Yung Gravy & TrippyThaKid

[Intro: TrippyThaKid]
Brrah-bah-bah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Hounds, make that shit slap)

[Chorus: TrippyThaKid]
Skeet, skeet, throw it on repeat
Concrete, no, you can't move me (Yeah)
3D, everybody see me (Yah, yah)
CD's, pass 'em on sixth street
Beep, beep, driving down Main Street
Stepping on the beat, brrah-bah-bah (Yeah)
My girl walks out and she looks so good
You get knocked down but you can't get up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Skeet skeet, throw it on repeat
Stepping on the beat, brrah-bah-bah (Yeah)
My girl walks out and she looks so good
You get knocked down but you can't get up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: TrippyThaKid & Yung Gravy]
Baby, I've been drinking all night (All night)
I don't gotta ride, so I'm gonna call a life linе (Life line)
Auntie Annе, 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 Continental
'Bout to eat it up and I ain't even got utensils (No, no)
Fuck her in her mouth and now I'm fucking with her dental (Yeah, yeah)
Fuckin' on her throat, now she got tonsillitis
Touched my dick once, now I call the bitch Midas (Woo, woo, woo)
Ayy, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick (Ho)
Your mom know how to handle dick (Sheesh)
Jack got dimples, Jack be slick
Jack got jumped and he dropped all six (Ayy, ayy)
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