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zaybang - stand up lyrics

[intro]
(doe boy, how you make this?)

[chorus: iamsu!]
baby, you a star, get somebody camera
you ain’t gotta worry, everything is handled
all this money on me, i done got my bands up
let me see you really get into it, stand up
yeah, that’s just how i feel
i don’t sip unless it’s sealed
i’m two hundred, yeah, too real

[verse: zaybang]
look, ayy
i swear to god, i’m too real for some fake sh+t
and i don’t need no n+gga with me when i lane switch
i seen my first twenty thou’ and bought eight bl!cks
and did that n+gga for the free, we don’t do paid hits, n+gga
now i got my bag up, so i could take trips
i’m with a bad model b+tch who like to take pics
it’s beno wrld for the denim if you peep drip
why would i pay for some security if i keep stick?
it’s hеlla money in the room, thesе n+ggas plottin’ on me
i paid forty for this chain, yeah, i got it on me
and if you heard him speakin’ down, he probably not the homie
and we ain’t into throwin’ hands, n+gga, rockets only
can’t believe the b+tch said she got some bands, i’ma need that
a sucker died, them n+ggas slid through his repast
you tryna spend twenty dollars with your cheap ass
wonder why i ain’t pickin’ up the phone, ’cause i don’t need that
a sucker slid on my lil’ brother, but we creeped back
how you talkin’ like you smoke ‘za and bought a cheap pack?
and you could really have my old b+tch with her weak ass
my new b+tch raw, i swear to god, you know my b+tch bad, like, ayy
[chorus: iamsu!]
baby, you a star, get somebody camera
you ain’t gotta worry, everything is handled
all this money on me, i done got my bands up
let me see you really get into it, stand up
yeah, that’s just how i feel
i don’t sip unless it’s sealed
i’m two hundred, yeah, too real

- zaybang lyrics

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