stanwill – karate style lyrics
[intro: babytron & stanwill]
aye stan, bro bring your ass over here, f+ck this b+tch up real quick
turn me up, benjamin bryant
aye, aye, sh+ttyboyz
[verse: stanwill & babytron]
sent the opp straight up, rocket style
[?] fire with this 201, it’s volatile
take that weak sh+t off, boy, you out of style
trying new things, ot eating crocodile
big chop gave dawg a tremendous death
since i left my heart in the past, i ain’t been depressed
in these big ass triple s, i can’t miss a step
b+tch, why the f+ck you got a head if you ain’t giving neck?
up chop and do a opp karate style
i’m a well known granny+scammer, it’s a hobby now
talking loose on the net will get your body found
used to talk sh+t back then, it’s wasabi now
that mean i talk very spicy
on my way to [?] finna have gary ice me
n+ggas in that room singing, tryna barry white me
i don’t scr+p, i’ma up chop if he very feisty
super deep in my bag, couldn’t be complacent
b+tch sn+tched the soul out me, aretha franklin
[?] sticks over over here, we could be the yankees
d+mn stan, we could be the yankees
at the set skywalking, stanakin
took a dark path, seen light and abandoned it
b+tch talking ’bout love, she on shenanigans
ape ’cause the chopstick strapped with banana clips
up that b+tch and pop dawg in his mcnugget
said i couldn’t bring the glock out, but i’ma chris tuck it
she a sh+ttygirl now, boy your b+tch f+cking
shooter never seen a bench press but he lift something
my b+tch got two friends, dolce & gabbana
all black ‘cat, bending corners like i’m from wakanda
that b+tch kick like neymar when i shoot the choppa
crab legs in the fettuccine when i threw the pasta
no cap, got a taste for exquisite sh+t
way back before sh+ttyboyz, i been the sh+t
feel like jax with that metal, i’ll “finish him”
[?] straight out his timberlands
katana work, have [?] slice you up
talking little slow, f+ck with me and i’ll spice you up
how you boujee? it took one night to f+ck
hop on the beat and it’s go [?]
yeah i make more hits than polamalu
left my old sl+t in the dirt, now i’m popping models
i don’t drink but we in cali popping bottles
bro got h+lla range on the stick, he’ll [?] you
but if you got that sack on you, he’ll j. j. watt you
let him think he on go, had the ak stop you
pretty b+tch on b+lls, i can’t wait to pop you
used to starve back then but now the steak colossal
bnb with a view in san diego
hoes ain’t sh+t, i been dora, ham diego
spice talk, stan fuego
i don’t care if that b+tch cute, i’ll scam zendaya
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