Steve Fishell - Straight Up lyrics

[Hook] Got the Gucci boots on like it's snowing, straight up Big booty freak and she foreign, straight up All my whole team we very important, straight up I put red on the bottom of ya shoes, straight up I got racks on me, straight up With a gat on me, straight up I'ma spaz on ya, straight up Throw some cash on ya, straight up Molly with the lean feel like you come from another planet, straight up Every car I drive you know it gotta be Panamera [Verse 1] I'm fly like plane, and I ain't gon' never land I tie my strings, cause I run to them bands I'm on the Molly, don't f** around with them xans Got them baby bottles, full of activis ain't playing I'm a hot topic, I'm in popular demand With a penthouse, but guess where I been staying In a Continental, with this fat a** Dominican Got to cost over 80 racks just for me to gone sit in I'm an astronaut, yes, yes, yes I am I'ma take this guap and cash out on a lamb Throw some red bottoms, Jimmy Choos be all you wearing f** the dress code, n***a it ain't no comparing [Hook] [Verse 2] I'ma go to Mars and take the baddest broad This ain't no facade She a natural born star Emilio, Valentino Gucci Slow my flow We go to sleep in Gucci This ain't tricking off This how you kick it with a boss We blasting off, like a rocket what you thought? On another level, we put diamonds in our cross Keep that heavy metal, like a rockstar so dont you cross From another planet, yes, yes, yes I am I got ya baby mamy, she in love with who I am Riding Panoramic, with the turbo booster She got the red on her, like she down with suwooo [Hook]