Lil Durk - Stand Up lyrics

Dip Set, stand up leron, stand up
D Town, stand up avenue, stand up (Aye)
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Throw them fuckin' trays up (Aye)
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Throw them fuckin' trays up (Aye)
Low Life, stand up murder drive, stand up
Dogg Pound, stand up parkway, stand up (Aye)
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Throw them fuckin' trays up (Aye, aye, aye)
Throw them fuckin' trays up

No, this ain't a movie
But this the future presentation
Fuck the bullshit
I'm goin' in about the situation
Hit his ass up with that 9, no hesitation
Have his ass beat like a
Bitch on a menstruation
Aw, I don't think he realize
What his ass facin'
'Til I catch late-night slippin'
In that gas station
Leave your ass in that gas station
Send him to the morgue and turn
His ass into a karma patient
It's a bang, bang gang eastside, what up
I'm young money crazy, lil' Vernon
That's my brother free my nigga Maino
Rest in peace Weebo
Leron, bitch, throw them L's up for Lil Moe
I don't got to shoot
My lil' niggas come and let it blow
If you lookin' for me
We be posted by the corner store
City, we the best on the fuckin'
I don't know what you'll do for your respect
But imma die for mine

Dip Set, stand up leron, stand up
D Town, stand up avenue, stand up
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Low Life, stand up murder drive, stand up
Dogg Pound, stand up parkway, stand up
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Throw them fuckin' trays up

Hatin' is my major, that's crazy
So stop then
Navy blue, Impala, tint windows, ridin' '010
I'm tryna rest in green
I ain't tryna rest in peace
This rappin', and this street shit
Gettin' close to me shit
Leanin' every day like I'm tryna OD, shit
Laid back, 40 on my lap, lowkey shit
Hustle on knees, Four Corners, 4C shit
Niggas talkin' to the lot
Hopin' we don't see shit got called up
Charges bein' brought up
Word from his mama, tryna slam him with a
You know that Tim case that he
Beat was bein' brought up
Charles, don't worry
We keepin' eyes on your daughters
Leave the lot, no evidence
Poppin' all revolvers we drove Chargers
Clip long as shoe strings
Clappin' shells, wafters
Aimin' at no kids, at no boys, at no toddlers

Dip Set, stand up leron, stand up
D Town, stand up avenue, stand up
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Low Life, stand up murder drive, stand up
Dogg Pound, stand up parkway, stand up
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Throw them fuckin' trays up
Throw them fuckin' trays up