Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Step , by - JayDaYoungan. Song from the album Baby23, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 04.06.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Step |
| Oh, woah, oh, woah |
| Oh, oh |
| Hmm… |
| Oh, oh |
| I said I stepped out with that stick, I’ma tryna step (I'm tryna step) |
| Just think twice, you don’t move right? |
| Bitch, you get left (You get left) |
| I’m sippin' codeine and this shit fucking up my health (Oh, woah) |
| Ran up a check, I’m outta breath |
| She suck the D, don’t use no hands, she tell me she don’t need help |
| On Percocet, don’t fuck wit' Xan’s but don’t do thirtys, I’m not Stef |
| I’m cutting pills, it’s beneficial, don’t mistake me for no ref |
| I done been burnt up on a pussy nigga, show him how it felt |
| DOH, .38's and we like choppers |
| droppin', this here go for all of my shotters |
| Hit him in the fact and make sure he won’t go to the doctor |
| Won’t even chase at the interstate, one love to my top boys |
| Walk a nigga down, like, «What the fuck you talkin' 'bout a nigga?» |
| Face shot, face shot, I can’t wait to catch you slippin' |
| My niggas on the pills again, their face, they rollin' off them jiggas |
| Eight Glocks, eight Glocks, they know we totin' pistols |
| Big Glocks, got big knots, put that shit on your brain |
| Fuck on that bitch from the back, then I fuck on the front while she pullin' on |
| all of my chains (Oh, oh) |
| Mm-mm, but bitch, I stepped out, tryna see who’s tryna step (Tryna step) |
| I got that heat, I’m tryna see who tryna melt |
| I said I stepped out with that stick, I’ma tryna step (Tryna step) |
| Just think twice, you don’t move right? |
| Bitch, you get left (You get left) |
| I’m sippin' codeine and this shit fucking up my health (Oh, woah) |
| Ran up a check, I’m outta breath |
| She suck the D, don’t use no hands, she tell me she don’t need help |
| On Percocet, don’t fuck wit' Xan’s but don’t do thirtys, I’m not Stef |
| I’m cutting pills, it’s beneficial, don’t mistake me for no ref |
| I done been burnt up on a pussy nigga, show him how it felt |
| DOH, .38's and we like choppers (And we like chopper) |
| droppin', this here go for all of my shotters (All of my shotter) |
| Hit him in the fact and make sure he won’t go to the doctor (Won't go to the |
| doctor) |
| Won’t even chase at the interstate, one love to my top boys (One love to my |
| top-) |
| Walk a nigga down, like, «What the fuck you talkin' 'bout a nigga?» |
| Face shot, face shot, I can’t wait to catch you slippin' (Face shot) |
| My niggas on the pills again, their face, they rollin' off them jiggas |
| Eight Glocks, eight Glocks, they know we totin' pistols |