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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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