chris o’bannon – step it up lyrics
they be too scared to face me
they try replacing me, get tired of hating me
cause it ain’t no hate in me
they try to keep the pace with me
but like i kicked em out the house they can’t stay with me
bread up front you can’t favor for a favor me
you ain’t my family
there ain’t no fake in my anatomy
this for all yall n-ggas that had doubted me
in three years watch yall n-ggas wanna sign to me yeah
thats how it is, dont like chris must be smoking on the crys
yea you rap but your sh-t dont make sense
in dollars too you ain’t made one d-mn cent
switch it up, and spice it up
im still getting royalty checks off that sh-t
apply the pressure thru the window i through bricks
you baby trappers need to stop flexing that brick
step it up (stupid)
step it up
go giannis when it come to getting them bucks
look at me i know im next up
til then watch me go hard as f-ck
step it up (stupid)
step it up
go giannis when it come to getting them bucks
look at me i know im next up
til then watch me go hard as f-ck
flex it up, i just bopped on a b-tch out the cut
f-ck is up, n-gga run it up
p-ssy boy you the type tuck yo nuts
i’m the plug, sh-t, wet em up
i got a snub thats gone deal with that mug
catch a slug, aye, ain’t letting up
they in the way, i’m the wave not a tub watch me flood
spent a check on my main b-tch
no re do’s watch me replace a lame b-tch
did a mil in a year and made a name b-tch
work harder than yo n-gga he can’t hang b-tch
step it up, slow it down you messing up
too sharp with this sh-t i made the cut
ain’t made enough but the prices raising up
b-tch the way we gone ball you might as well hang it up
step it up (stupid)
step it up
go giannis when it come to getting them bucks
look at me i know im next up
til then watch me go hard as f-ck
step it up (stupid)
step it up
go giannis when it come to getting them bucks
look at me i know im next up
til then watch me go hard as f-ck
they be too scared to face me
they try replacing me, get tired of hating me
cause it ain’t no hate in me
they try to keep the pace with me
but like i kicked em out the house they can’t stay with me
bread up front you can’t favor for a favor me
you ain’t my family
there ain’t no fake in my anatomy
this for all yall n-ggas that had doubted me
in three years watch yall n-ggas wanna sign to me yeah
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