Sam Binga - Steppin lyrics

rate me

ft. Redders

Track it, keep steppin’

If you don’t wanna get order keep it on left

I’m on the road like high on the road

I’ve been doing this thing ‘til death for you, know about

Impressin’, no messin’

When it come on road it’s some bless

I’m on the floor like I need to go

Ain’t got no time to die

So we talk about

Left ‘em no contesting, my west thing, no best thing

Your girlfriend it’s my next thing

I know she wanna be when I lift it up

Pressin’, no stressin’, them boy and y’all stressin’

Only the best, no left

I know no matter the test I gonna be up

I know no matter the test I gonna be up

Doggin’no leftin’

If you don’t wanna get part, nigga that’s end

I’m on the bullet, get things I got bullin’

Ain ’try to beg girlfriend, don’t make me close

Since startin’ been marchin’

I’m on it, I’m focus and get trank

I’ve beat that guy ain’t try to lie

Ain’t try to lie, no one blind and try to pick it up

Darling tell me what’s wanted

What you know about me and my balling?

Your boyfriend just startin’

I know it’s me that you really want

Cruftin’, no off things

We got the open _____(?)

Mine will flip around 2 and all will fill up with plastics

Mine will flip around 2 and all will fill up with plastics

We ain’t gonna set it though to get it in tandem

I bring the main dope

Bring all they got in

We the mazy from the style and can’t get

Just let it roll

Just let it roll