Stand On All Ten

You must be high as fuck for thinking i'm gone sit there...
They must've laced you up it couldn't be no dick hair
I Make a call and get you wacked off for real nigga
Or have my bitch to set you up and make her chill with you
Don't be confused i'm only chilling cause i drive the boat
Just keep it clean and do my thing you know how it go
You know what's cracking get yo wig split on campaign
This bitch hold thirty knock yo top off like champagne
I might be sitting but i stand up to my damn name
I might look sweet to you but you ain't touching my damn chain
We ain't gone treat u different all opps get the same thang
It aint no missing knock a nail out yo damn frame
Send you home now that's the place u should've been
Hoping out that van with savage we aint gotta spend a benz
Nigga we up three now pussy niggas lost again
Hoping that we play fair but we steady giving sins

One is for them fuck niggas
Two is for them thug niggas
Three is for my dawgs that got my back you know im stuck with em
Four is for them niggas doing time cause they drug dealers
Five is for the money i put up in case you told nigga.
Six is for them niggas that be banging and they all crips
Seven for them niggas that be hating never bout shit...
Eight is for my nigga in the feds and they home sick
Nine is for the thirty thats been hanging on my dawg hips
Stand on all ten

I remember being broke like i hope we all win
Had to get up off my ass now i'm going all in
Cus the top is where i wanna be
Not six feet in the dirt where the opps going to be.
I told em it's only one of me
Two twin glocks cause my other glock needed company
Three head shots if a pussy nigga try to come for me
Five pieces to the puzzle they ain't even got one of em
Six shots at the judge
Turn his face into a pudge
Better yet into some fudge
No extension he got plugged
Good smoke leave a nigga stuck off the first puff
Seven people acting tough
Let the draco fill em up
I ain't ate in a minute i can't wait to run this shit back up
Nine on me and it's tucked
thirty four shot Milwaukee bucks
This aint the land of the luck
One false move and you getting touched
Free lil cuz out them cuffs
All he knew is get it out the bluff
Ten years minor setback just to double up

One is for them fuck niggas
Two is for them thug niggas
Three is for my dawgs that got my back you know im stuck with em
Four is for them niggas doing time cause they drug dealers
Five is for the money i put up in case you told nigga
Six is for them niggas that be banging and they all crips
Seven for them niggas that be hating never bout shit
Eight is for my nigga in the feds and they home sick
Nine is for the thirty thats been hanging on my dawg hips
Stand on all ten