Step It Up

[Chorus: Hefe Wine] Now let's get it straight, I'm from Fifth Wall Step it up What your money lookin' like? Is it stackin', my nigga? Step it up What your shoe game lookin' like, nigga? Step it up What your whip game lookin' like, nigga? Step it up What your bitch lookin' like? Is she thick, my nigga? Step it up Do you have some diamonds? Are they shinin', my nigga? Step it up, step it up Are you ready for war? You packin' 'em keys, my nigga? [Verse 1: Hefe Wine] Try to touch me, you whole family gettin' wacked Spread the word, I ain't even gotta drop the rack See me in that Turbo S, black on black 225 on the beltway, that's a fact Rumors, Hefe, he gone Truth, Hefe, he on Where I come from, where I come from Niggas is totin' that heat Where I come from, you run from Niggas ain't playin' [Chorus: Hefe Wine] Step it up What your money lookin' like? Is it stackin', my nigga? Step it up What your shoe game lookin' like, nigga? Step it up What your whip game lookin' like, nigga? Step it up What your bitch lookin' like? Is she thick my, nigga? Step it up [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Gucci in this bitch and I ain't goin' back to jail Gave my lawyer half a mill, I sent like ten bricks in the mail (bricks) And I smell just like that coco-aine, I cut a brick in half (skrrt) And I wipe my ass with fifty cash, I know I got a stash (stash) I got a crooked pass, I ain't lookin' back (no) Versace shades and I'm bright, fushia I'm lookin' at (shade) A thousand pounds of cookie, call me the Cookie Monster I use to shop with ya but then I took it from ya [Chorus: Hefe Wine] Now let's get it straight, I'm from Fifth Wall Step it up What your money lookin' like? Is it stackin', my nigga? Step it up What your shoe game lookin' like, nigga? Step it up What your whip game lookin' like, nigga? Step it up What your bitch lookin' like? Is she thick, my nigga? Step it up Do you have some diamonds? Are they shinin', my nigga? Step it up, step it up Are you ready for war? You packin' 'em keys, my nigga? [Bridge: Hefe Wine] Swangin' lane to lane, in my lap, a double cup Singin', "Please don't kill my vibe", bitch, shut the fuck up Huston is my city where the girls real pretty Where no one act sadidy and the food never shitty You gon' see some big ass and some big ol' titties We the land of the swangers and the lean, I'm committed And we stackin' that paper if it's clean or it's gritty And at strip clubs you gon' see some good kitty [Chorus: Hefe Wine] Now let's get it straight, I'm from Fifth Wall Step it up What your money lookin' like? Is it stackin', my nigga? Step it up What your shoe game lookin' like, nigga? Step it up What your whip game lookin' like, nigga? Step it up What your bitch lookin' like? Is she thick, my nigga? Step it up Do you have some diamonds? Are they shinin', my nigga? Step it up, step it up Are you ready for war? You packin' 'em keys, my nigga?