dabstacks, dab - stand up lyrics
keep the money in my bag n_gga trynna run up like that n_gga the best
smoking this gas got me fried but you know i gotta get it off my chest
im bouta run up on him with glock in my pants yea okay
556 gon hit him it gon get him like liu kang
im bouta show these n_ggas how to stand up
that n_gga kicking off the pen
i know that n_gga b_tch is fanned out
yea she gon die for my mans
i come a long way from the hood but now you know im gonna be the best
and that n_gga said i was ass but n_gga youre not next
now im bouta go fast on the beat
yea all my n_ggas riding with them bl!cks
yea all my n_ggas won’t keep it p
like i got yo hoe sucking on my d___
you talk bout me n_gga you die
is like atleast im not a clone
im rippin off the gas got me fried
in my nеcklace i got a chrome
like atlеast im not suicide
15 countin bands and u still my son
i got 2k like oh my god
and i really come from the slums
and i really come from the slums
i remember i ain’t had no motion
i remember i fell in the mud
and my n_ggas was laughing at me
and they said i wasn’t goin to be sh_t
i go to a function i pop xan i get the mic and n_ggas be on d___
woah woaah thats how it is, woah woah i won’t miss
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