Step It Up lyrics

[Intro: Chris O'Bannon]
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[Verse 1: Chris O'Bannon]
They be too scared to face me (Yeah)
They try replacing me
Get tired of hating me (Woah)
'Cause it ain't no hate in me
They try to keep the pace with me (Nah)
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 (No)
There ain't no fake in my anatomy (Hell nah)
This for all ya'll n*ggas that had doubted me
In three years, watch ya'll n*ggas wanna sign to me, yeah
Yeah
That's how it is (How it is)
Don't like Chris, must be smoking on some of that crys (On that crys)
Yeah, you rap but your sh*t don't make sense (Yeah, yeah)
In dollars too, n*gga, you ain't made one damn cent
Switch it up (Switch it up)
Heh, and spice it up (Spice it up)
I'm still getting royalty checks off of that sh*t (Damn)
Apply the pressure through the window out through bricks (Through a brick)
You baby trappers need to stop flexing that brick
[Chorus: Chris O'Bannon]
Step it up (Stupid)
Step it up (Step it up)
Go giannis when it come to getting them bucks (Get them bucks)
Look at me, I know I'm next up (Step it up)
Until then, watch me go hard as f*ck
Step it up (Stupid)
Step it up (Step it up)
Go giannis when it come to getting them bucks (Get them bucks)
Yeah, n*gga, I know I'm next up
Until then, watch me go hard as f*ck
Step it up

[Verse 2: AzChike]
Aye, flex it up (Flex it up)
I just bopped on a b*tch out the cut
f*ck is up? (f*ck is up?)
n*gga, run it up (Run it up)
pus*y boy, you the type, tuck yo' nuts
I’m the plug (I'm the plug)
sh*t, wet em up (Wet em up)
I got a snub that's gon' deal with that mug
Catch a slug (Catch a slug)
Aye, ain't letting up (Ain't letting up)
They in the way, I’m the wave, not a tub, watch me flood
Spent the check on my main b*tch (On my main b*tch)
No re-dos so I replace a lame b*tch (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 (You messing up)
Too sharp with this sh*t, I made the cut (I made the cut)
Ain't made enough, but the prices raising up
b*tch, the way we gon' ball, you might as well hang it up
[Chorus: Chris O'Bannon]
Step it up (Stupid)
Step it up (Step it up)
Go giannis when it come to getting them bucks (Get them bucks)
Look at me, I know I'm next up (Step it up)
Until then, watch me go hard as f*ck
Step it up (Stupid)
Step it up (Step it up)
Go giannis when it come to getting them bucks (Get them bucks)
Yeah, n*gga, I know I'm next up
Until then, watch me go hard as f*ck
Step it up

[Outro: Chris O'Bannon]
They be too scared to face me (Yeah)
They try replacing me
Get tired of hating me (Woah)
'Cause it ain't no hate in me
They try to keep the pace with me (Nah)
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 (No)
There ain't no fake in my anatomy (Hell nah)
This for all ya'll n*ggas that had doubted me
In three years, watch ya'll n*ggas wanna sign to me, yeah