Quando Rondo - Stand On It lyrics

Yeah you know there levels to this
Shit or whatever like that
You know I ain't in no
Competition with no nigga
I just want everybody to stand on
What the fuck they say
(Mama know who Cub$kout is)

You say you gon' kill me, bitch nigga
You better stand on it
One dirty Glock, two dirty
Cups, I double that, two hundred grand on me
Fresh on the block, me and my
Thug, like double back, like fuck
Let's stand on it
I ain't never trippin' 'bout no cash
I don't do no dick ridin', got my own money
Get suited up then drop your
Mask, all for them racks
He tryna score something
These pussy niggas got me mad like they


Thе only ones gon' blow something
Bitch, I'm retardеd, I might flash
True blue flag, yeah, i'm a Loc
That lil' nigga 'bout that
Action, killers on go
They don't wanna smoke with him

I'ma introduce you to my team
We Jump Out Gang, we quick to hop out
Black quick to shoot Glocks with them beams
Bands in my jeans like come get knocked off
Jack in the box, these niggas clowns
Like why the fuck they still ain't pop out?
One by one, we knock 'em
Down, don't think shit sweet
I want the top dog
You better keep that firearm 'cause once
It's once it up, boy, it can't come down
Like fuck a fight, year twenty-one, boy
I tote four pounds
Up in public, it could still go down
Two different notes inside my blunt
The windows rolled down
We got it all, pull up and shop
Four hundred bags and I want four pounds
Don't let no cars come on this block
I'm 'bout lil' Ralph, somebody know something
I told Quan to grip the
Wheel while I rose out
Like let's go roll one
This shit get real inside the
Field, stay on the porch
You ain't gon' smoke nothing
I watch the sunset from the hills inside
My mansion with that pole on me

You say you gon' kill me, bitch nigga
You better stand on it
One dirty Glock, two dirty
Cups, I double that, two hundred grand on me
Fresh on the block, me and my
Thug, like double back, like fuck
Let's stand on it
I ain't never trippin' 'bout no cash
I don't do no dick ridin', got my own money
Get suited up then drop your
Mask, all for them racks
He tryna score something
These pussy niggas got me mad like they
The only ones gon' blow something
Bitch, I'm retarded, I might flash
True blue flag, yeah, i'm a Loc
That lil' nigga 'bout that
Action, killers on go
They don't wanna smoke with him (Ha)

Big MAC-11, throw that down too
Keep protection, you know that they found too
Don't do no rappin' but
I'm screamin' out seven, i'm from a damn zoo
We known for steppin', all y'all fuck
Niggas scary, I'm tryna blam, dude
Wrap it in plastic, I don't
Know shit 'bout no scammin'
I'd rather sell food new Lamborghini
Drive that bitch like a Camry
While countin' up these blues
These niggas envy, I done
Peeped all the actions
They want my fuckin' shoes
Prada and Fendi, love to
Drip different fabrics
You know that cash rules
That brand new Caddie, I done
Copped a lil' daddy
Then got it bulletproofed
All 'bout this Patek, boy, you
Know that we whackin'
We puttin' 'em on the news
I want straight static
I might top off the Xanny with that Glock 22
Order a casket, it's for you and
Your family, I'm touchin' someone, move
Boy, I'm a savage, on the other end
Family think I don't do nothing wrong

You say you gon' kill me, bitch nigga
You better stand on it
One dirty Glock, two dirty
Cups, I double that, two hundred grand on me
Fresh on the block, me and my
Thug, like double back, like fuck
Let's stand on it
I ain't never trippin' 'bout no cash
I don't do no dick ridin', got my own money
Get suited up then drop your
Mask, all for them racks
He tryna score something
These pussy niggas got me mad like they
The only ones gon' blow something
Bitch, I'm retarded, I might flash
True blue flag, yeah, i'm a Loc
That lil' nigga 'bout that
Action, killers on go
They don't wanna smoke with him