Stept Up

Step up in the spot I've got some rackies in my jeans
I swear I can't take the credit, man, I did this with my team
Had to hang up on that jawn and now she says I'm being mean
She said "Let's make this official", I'm like "What the hell do you mean?"
Switzerland on my wrist you know it gleam
I don't wear that shirt no more so I just put her in some 'preme
She replies in 30 seconds, man, I swear she's too keen
I don't know if I'm awake cos everyday I live my dreams

Yeah, I made my dreams a reality
Shawty in denial she be moving like she's Rameses
Blocked that girl, had to do it for my sanity
Shoes on my feet they cost like a Samsung Galaxy
Swear these shoes they cost a phone
All my shawty do is moan
Sterling silver this ain't chrome
I just linked your girl at Globe
All your songs sound the same, you stay making homophones
I just pulled this fit out closet, boy, I ain't a homophobe
Pull my Goose out the closet man I think my jacket's gay
Shawty she gon' throw a tantrum if she doesn't get her way
I'm gon' fly out to Barbados if I need to get away
Flying Virgin to Barbados you fly EasyJet to Spain

Step up in the spot I've got some rackies in my jeans
I swear I can't take the credit, man, I did this with my team
Had to hang up on that jawn and now she says I'm being mean
She said "Let's make this official", I'm like "What the hell do you mean?"

Yo, yo, yo, I'm finna go flip this pack
Got shawty on me I'm blowin' her back
Of course, I'm gon' spit in her crack
Smoking Prada pack, important person had an asthma attack
Niggas be sick and ill, they're hating on me like the vaccine
Ten hoes, ten hoes, ten hoes, that's ready for me and my friends
Rentals, rentals, they ain't my swag, I ain't impressed
Oo, oo, my name a cheque
Oo, oo, my face a cheque
I'm finna slay a sket
I do not pay for sex
Diamonds so white they had racist tweets and I brought em back
Shawty gon' fuck and say she in love with me, I said im falling back
Bill a spliff now I'm feeling the mood
Hop in the Tesla, uh, vroom
Being broke ain't cool
Taking the molly I land on the moon

Step up in the spot I've got some rackies in my jeans
I swear I can't take the credit, man, I did this with my team
Had to hang up on that jawn and now she says I'm being mean
She said "Let's make this official", I'm like "What the hell do you mean?"
Switzerland on my wrist you know it gleam
I don't wear that shirt no more so I just put her in some 'preme
She replies in 30 seconds, man, I swear she's too keen
I don't know if I'm awake cos everyday I live my dreams



Credits
Writer(s): Tola Alade
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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