Stand On It

Yeah
You know there levels to this shit or whatever like that
You know I ain't in no competition with no nigga
I just want everybody to stand on what the fuck they say

You say you gon' kill me, bitch nigga, you better stand on it
One dirty Glock, two dirty cups, I double that two hunnid grand on me
Fresh on the block, me and my thug, like double back, like fuck, let's stand on it
I ain't never trippin' 'bout no cash, I'on't do no dick ridin', got my own money
Get suited up then drop your mask, opps for them racks, he tryna score somethin'
These pussy niggas got me mad like they the only ones gon' blow somethin'
Bitch, I'm retarded, I might flash
True blue flag, yeah, I'm a Loc
That lil' nigga 'bout that action
Killas on go, they don't wanna smoke with 'em

I'ma introduce you to my team, we Jump Out Gang, we quick to hop out
Black quick to shoot Glocks with them beams
Bands in my jeans like come get knocked off
Jack in the Box, these niggas clowns like why the fuck they still ain't pop out?
One by one, we knock 'em down, don't think shit sweet, I want the top dawg
You better keep that firearm 'cause once it's once it up, boy, it can't come down
Like fuck a fight, year twenty-one, boy, I tote four pounds
Up in public, it could still go down
Two different knots inside my blunt, the windows rolled down
We got it all, pull up and shop, pour hunnid bags, and I want four of 'em
Won't let no cars come in this block
I'm 'bout lil' Ralph, somebody know somethin'
I told Quan to grip the wheel while I rolls out, like let's go roll one
The shit get real inside the fifth, stay on the porch, you ain't gon' smoke nothin'
I watch the sunset from the hills inside my mansion with that pole on me

You say you gon' kill me, bitch nigga, you better stand on it
One dirty Glock, two dirty cups, I double that two hunnid grand on me
Fresh on the block, me and my thug, like double back, like fuck, let's stand on it
Ain't never trippin' 'bout no cash, I'on't do no dick ridin', got my own money
Get suited up then drop your mask, opps for them racks, he tryna score somethin'
These pussy niggas got me mad like they the only ones gon' blow somethin'
Bitch, I'm retarded, I might flash
True blue flag, yeah, I'm a Loc, yeah
That lil' nigga 'bout that action
Killas on go, they don't wanna smoke with 'em

Hah
Big MAC-11, throw that down too
Keep protection, you know that they found too
Don't do no rappin' but I'm screamin' out seven, I'm from a damn zoo
We known for steppin', all you fuck niggas scary, I'm tryna blam, you
Wrap it in plastic, I don't know shit 'bout no scammin', I'd rather sell food
New Lamborghini, drive that bitch like a Camry while countin' up these blues
These niggas envy, I done peeped all the actions, they want my fuckin' shoes
Prada and Fendi, love to drip different fabrics, you know that cash rules
That brand new Caddie, I done copped a lil' daddy, then got it bullet-proofed
All 'bout this Patek, boy, you know that we whackin', we puttin' them on the news
I went straight static, got my top off the Xanny with that Glock .22
Order a casket, it's for you and your family, I'm touchin' someone, move
Boy, I'm a savage, on the other end, family don't think I'on't do nothin' wrong

You say you gon' kill me, bitch nigga, you better stand on it
One dirty Glock, two dirty cups, I double that two hunnid grand on me
Fresh on the block, me and my thug, like double back, like fuck, let's stand on it
Ain't never trippin' 'bout no cash, I'on't do no dick ridin', got my own money
Get suited up then drop your mask, opps for them racks, he tryna score somethin'
These pussy niggas got me mad like they the only ones gon' blow somethin'
Bitch, I'm retarded, I might flash
True blue flag, yeah, I'm a Loc
That lil' nigga 'bout that action
Killas on go, they don't wanna smoke with 'em