stand 4 me

My bitch bad, can't let her go
I can't let her hoe
I can't let her go
(I can't let her go)

Yeah
Mixed emotions make me mix the flow
Good with that money, I stick to that dough
Ain't cool with no bitch, can't stick with no hoe
Gotta mix it and get it and go
My niggas trap, we don't care if it's snow
Steady good with them bricks, I've been stacking Legos
If you want that smoke, pu-pull up, let it go

Steady trapping for my family
Either music, no plans for B
Throw it up
Do you stand for me?
I'm finna get rich, know I gotta be
Ay, pick it up, roll it up off the ground
Got a silencer, and it won't make a sound
Free all my dogs, locked up in the pound
On that king shit, bitch give me the crown

Sparking shit, blazing, I'm him in the making
It's up and it's stuck, and it's here for the taking
Smoking that pressure, that Rasta Jamaican
She eat me like pasta, she give what it's taking
Hoes on they knees, I'm a deacon
My bros, we take off in a Demon
Too cold, you don't know what you seeing
For the hoes, my bro steady feening
I got a bitch, put her ass in the Prada
Fuck it, might do it that Dolce & Gabbana
She got that ass, she get straight from her momma
If she wanna fuck, tell her pull up to Casa
I mix it and throw it up
Off a Xan and I think that I'm throwing up
Throw some drank and I swear I'ma pour it up
With the gang, and they know ain't holding us

Cause I got a stick, that shit never jam on me
They said they want smoke, then pull up on me
These hollow tips shot, don't even run from me
I'm balling so hard, look like 23
Up the score on a fuck nigga
Got Kaio in the cut, nigga
Want smoke, then it's up, nigga
You going shoot shit or what, nigga?

Steady trapping for my family
Either music, no plans for B
Throw it up
Do you stand for me?
I'm finna get rich, know I gotta be



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