Stand On 10

It's a cold world cold summer swear you run up on me wrong that shit'll be a bummer
My niggas come from gutters pussy niggas ain't no nothin
Think shit slip like butter my niggas come through wack his summer huh
I'm watchin' yerk heads turn to junkies swear we ain't fuckin round with no flunkies

Tap that bitch I'm make it stutter huh brodie just took a L he might need some money
I might just go ahead and front it Give him like half a P or somethin' huh
I just had a vision that shit somethin' like tunnel
See right through these niggas like x-rays swear these niggas ain't on nothin'
Huh Keep on tryin' that shit niggas better plot on somethin

I might let that bitch just ride I might let him rot or something
Runnin' around in traffic got that meat rollin' Huh that bitch way too fat huh
Swear that bitch can't fold huh Say she wanna play but bitch I'm way too old
These niggas rattin' just like a mole chop gone make him dance like a pole nigga

Huh I'm too far ahead these niggas Brody gon' blow you just like a whistle
Way we playin' around with these triggers nigga
Huh I'm too far ahead of these niggas Brody might blow you just like a whistle
You don't want them hitters comin' to get you nigga

And we like the Navy nigga we got them missiles Wear these glasses you know I see you
So you know I cannot miss you nigga
Put you in the sky give your mama tissue
You the problem we solve the issues see these diamonds cold like igloo nigga
Huh if it's a problem we comin to solve it huh

Shoot shit out your mother nigga Shoot shit at your daughter nigga
I'm so thirsty for cash nigga I need some water huh
Nigga these lights go flash you can't see no more lil nigga
It's me gotta get back on the road again swear i ain't never had no friends brothers with me til the end

Fuck with us we might blow you in the wind
We just like a bowling pin Yeah my nigga we stand on ten lil nigga

Uh nigga uh
Yeah



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Writer(s): Jakare Watson
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