Stand 4 Lyrics

Tell me what you stand for

Money, drugs, and murder

Life ain't bout no speed race you Niggas would be snapping turtles

Bodies dropping right in front of your eyes have em jumping hurdles

Hit so fast don't see it coming

Jump out front don't need no button

We set shit off in the club nigga why you mean mugging

Rolling off this X I forgot I had them M's coming

Baby on that Molly Touch her face she don't feel nothing

Fuck em He with Sunny side

Swiss cheese little fries

Money race I'm losing Niggas

All them turnt to little guys

Bankroll full of big faces

10 bitches at poolside

They trying to sign me for them M's

I'm finna go on a cool ride

I ain't spent no rap money

Nigga this all trap shit

We all sliding tinted up

You know we in Black shit

Ain't no switches in this car

You know we got chopsticks

Yea you running not too far

We Strategic with them Hitz

All them boys got roped in

Two by two now we at 10

Niggaz got the big Threat

Why the fuck did they smoke Ben

Ben he got caught with the low thru the close friends

Gang clear the board who the fuck they gone post then

Shiting on the opps on a daily

Yeah I'm getting free money the ATM pay me

Bussin down the crew we was fucking up them Navys

Now I'm going black trucks to jets feeling wavy

What they pay me for a hat

They gone pay me for a show

What they paying for the bells

They gone pay me for a post

I got birdies in the sky

I got bitches on the road

I got cuties in the kitchen

I got pounds on the floor

Fast motion Fast lane

Do that dash quick

Muder business

Headtapz

Know we Stand on shit

Tell me what you stand for

Money, drugs, and murder

Life ain't bout no speed race you Niggas would be snapping turtles

Bodies dropping right in front of your eyes have em jumping hurdles

Hit so fast don't see it coming

Jump out front don't need no button

We set shit off in the club nigga why you mean mugging

Rolling off this X I forgot I had them M's coming

Baby on that Molly Touch her face she don't feel nothing

Fuck em He with Sunny side

Swiss cheese little fries

Money race I'm losing Niggas

All them turnt to little guys

Bankroll full of big faces

10 bitches at poolside

They trying to sign me for them M's

I'm finna go on a cool ride