Step It Up lyrics

[Intro]
Squat made the beat
Go Grizz
Winner's circle

[Chorus: Kap G & Chef Cook It Up]
See the drugs so cray make you step it up
Yeah I'm on my own wave, gotta level up
And you can't be mad 'cause your b*tch wit' us
When Kap G come around put your women up
Every time I'm out here you know I f*ck the city up
Have you ever road around in a Bentley truck?
Errybody wanna love you, yeah when you up
Yuh, woah
But I ain't givin' up

[Verse 1: Kap G]
I told squad I want the Wraith, I done caught the plates
Gotta a b*tch that walks in lace, I just want the face
Talkin' fifty shades of grey, I done MIA
I used to look up to Ye but now I'm rockin' Ye's
I just got these tailor made, I ain't major Flay
Had to go and make a way, you just in the way
I got different types of b*tches just like Flava Flay
I got different types of b*tches just like Flava Flay
I can go and buy the mall when I want to
Drop fifty for the club when I walk through
If you wanna get a verse, I'ma charge you
Trending lookin like an uber car pool
[Chorus: Kap G & Chef Cook It Up]
See the drugs so cray make you step it up
Yeah I'm on my own wave, gotta level up
And you can't be mad 'cause your b*tch wit' us
When Kap G come around put your women up
Every time I'm out here you know I f*ck the city up
Have you ever road around in a Bentley truck?
Errybody wanna love you, yeah when you up
Yuh, woah
But I ain't givin' up

[Verse 2: Chef Cook It Up]
30's on me like Curry, diamonds never tuck, aye
b*tches playin' wit' me, all they wanna do is f*ck
She ain't f*ck wit' me back when I was on the bust
I don't give a f*ck, I bought Burberry a tux
Uh, want you gon' do for this sh*t?
I get the bag and then dip
n*gga don't f*ck wit' the reals
Watchu doin', dawg?
I'm servin' green like Boston
n*gga be movin' too constant
I got your main b*tch callin', uh
A n*gga be ridin' the wave
A n*gga be bitin' like sharks
Boy I don't f*ck wit' the narks
Them drankers be pushing the carts
All of 'em once in a row(hoo)
[?] right by the stove
I don't f*ck wit' the stove
I don't be trustin' these hoes
[Chorus: Kap G & Chef Cook It Up]
See the drugs so cray make you step it up
Yeah I'm on my own wave, gotta level up
And you can't be mad 'cause your b*tch wit' us
When Kap G come around put your women up
Every time I'm out here you know I f*ck the city up
Have you ever road around in a Bentley truck?
Errybody wanna love you, yeah when you up
Yuh, woah
But I ain't givin' up