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xglnd - stand up! lyrics

[verse 1: scumah]
now she wanna be a f+ckin’ fan now (yeah, huh)
if you wanna be a part
then stand up, stand up, stand up

[verse 2: scumah]
i got some money, but i don’t know how to money spread
now she wanna talk i don’t condone it i can’t give you bread
flexin’ all my bands, call me kd i don’t got a strand’
watch ya’ hoe, cause she fannin’ out look i don’t want ya’ head
stop askin’ me stuff bout’ a 2man i don’t want ya’ friend
call me g5, im so sweet i don’t wanna be dead
might be on my prime, who knows i may fall again?

[verse 3: sosa]
yeah yeah yeah, stand up
yeah yeah yeah, stand up
vvs my wrist, huh
vvs her wrist, huh
vvs her neck, huh
r+r+rep xg her neck, yeah
cop that b+tch a benz, huh
never drive a tes, yuh
got that b+tch a benz, yuh
b+tch i drive a tes, yuh
look at me they want a pic
look at me they want a fl!ck
yo b+tch say she a fan huh let me sign her tits, yuh
now they asking me “yo sosa when the album dropping?”
[verse 4: scumah]
flex on the ap, not ap’s
don’t chase me
been on some sh+t, knew you wouldn’t go crazy
kay finna suck, til her 4 lips go lazy g5 better hush, he better puff
don’t go rough on me
flacko a lil’ humble, too humble
you in sixth grade
big mama sh+t, i be crushin’ up like eight states
merch it, ill merch you inna’ trance, you a pup in a cage

- xglnd lyrics

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