Lil Baby – Stand On It Lyrics

Lil Baby - Stand On It Full Lyrics

obyno2man April 27, 2024 12:06:20 AM

Lil Baby - Stand On It Full Lyrics — Lil Baby – Stand On It Lyrics

Lil Baby – Stand On It Lyrics below:

[Verse 1]
Here we go again (Okay), big body Benz (Skrrt)
Cut off all my friends (Yeah), choppers for my enemies
Go and ask the streets about lil’ Dominique, I’ve been a beast
Really got my name from showin’ dice and tellin’ niggas “Oui”
557, .223s, 308s go through a car door
All the houses paid off, none of my hoes ain’t got no car note
Sell a thousand streams, free Rylo, “Baby, you should stop it”, I know
Everything’s private, for sure, pilot waitin’ on us, let’s go
Still be in the projects with cold-hearted in Cuba
Wreck the ‘Rari, buy a new one tomorrow, I’m too hard
I got foreigns all colors, like a pack of starburst
When they ask me how it happened, I just tell ’em “God’s work”
I’m tryna touch me a billi’, still hustle like I’m on zero
Really done saved some niggas, that’s why they call me the hero
Trappin’ like this shit legal, I’m tryna uplift my people
I used to serve in the regal, I turned ’em into believers, yeah
I don’t want your bitch, we can’t swap out (Swap out)
They ain’t on shit, tell ’em to pop out (Pop out)
Mama, I got rich, look at your drop house (Drop house)
Guns up, it ain’t nothin’ to talk ’bout (Guns out)

[Chorus]
Outside in your city, lookin’ good (Lookin’ good)
It’s a Draco’ callin’, wish a nigga would (Nigga, I would on it)
And she think that she special, but I’m good on her (Good on her)
Handle business like I’m posted, everythin’ I say, I stood on it
Outside in your city, lookin’ good (Lookin’ good)
It’s a Draco’ callin’, wish a nigga would (Nigga, I would on it)
And she think that she special, but I’m good on her (Good on her)
Handle business like I’m posted, everythin’ I say, I stood on it

[Verse 2]
My life really a miracle, my bitches say I’m magical
I still folded up, critical, I ran up more then half of them
I put ’em through they avenue, I had to bust my ass for that (Word)
How, bitch, you never even made me go try to tell my business?
How someone that only had sex once, we gon’ try to have a kid ’round me?
Once you cross that line, you dead, really, that’s how it is with me
Brodie got rich off of Percs, he sell ’em twenty-five a piece
My lil’ scammin’-ass bitch made a quarter-million in a week
I ain’t never thirsty, run into a ho’ and don’t even speak
Got that blick on me in public, hope they think it’s only me
This shit different, it gotta go through my assistants, just to reach me
If nobody else gon’ show ’em, I’ll teach ’em (I’ll teach ’em)