Stand Ova sh*t* lyrics

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[Intro: TJaySki]
([?])
(I'm about to be on some real murder sh*t, A)
6ix block, [?] gang sh*t
[?] gang, [?] gang, free 40, n*gga, stay smart
(A made this beat)
You know that, if you [?] (Don't run, don't run, don't run)
Rah, glah, gang, gang
Don't run, don't run, don't run, don't run
Come here (b*tch), come here, where you goin'? (Don't run, don't run)

[Chorus: Chuckyy]
Boy, I know you in real life
You act like you stuntin'' on IG, but we know you not (b*tch-ass n*gga)
How the f*ck you make money? Been sittin' on your low for some days, your ass ain't even come out and slide
Gen5 knocked his ass out his socks
I know that I say that a lot because that sh*t happen a lot (Brrt)
Catch a n*gga out of bounds, put his ass in a pot (Rrah)
Stupid-ass wasn't even watchin' them cars
Boy, I'm known for spinnin' them blocks
Bouncin' out, n*ggas scream, "Chuckyy, no," n*gga, know he got
Put the ARP to his top, give me all that sh*t, boy, I put sh*t on the spot
C-h-u-c-k-y, behind that name, I'll die 'bout it (Dumbass)
Spin a block, tryna make a n*gga feel like flames (Brrt)
Somebody mama finna go cry 'bout it
I still rock out on the six block, but sometimes I hang out with my nine blockers
[Verse: TJaySki]
And I still post up on the seven
Catch me an opp, I'ma send him to heaven (Brrt)
Big-ass Glock under me, don't tote no motherf*ckin' Smith & Wesson
Catch me an opp and I'm breakin his face (Brrt)
High speed chase and we doin' the dash
n*ggas, they b*tches, they stay in the house 'cause they know if they come out, we spankin' they ass
Soon as we catch him, you know we send his ass top, watch his body drop (Brrt)
I like switches and I like the Dracs, might pop out with chop (Brrt)
ARP, we put a switch on that b*tch, that b*tch go brrt and won't stop
Last n*gga dissed the gang, know his ass got smoked, we sent his ass up top (Shut the f*ck up)
n*gga, I'll pour the four up in this pop, smokin' Tiny mixed with Lil Roc
[?] dumbass in the box, [?] got hit up in his top
Chop was really screamin' stop, Tee Slicki got his ass white chalked (Baow)

[Chorus: Chuckyy]
Boy, I know you in real life
You act like you stuntin' on IG, but we know you not
How the f*ck you make money? Been sittin' on your low for some days, your ass ain't even come out and slide
Gen5 knocked his ass out his socks
I know that I say that a lot because that sh*t happen a lot (Brrt)
Catch a n*gga out of bounds, put his ass in a pot
Stupid-ass wasn't even watchin' them cars (Dumbass)
Boy, I'm known for spinnin' them blocks (Brrt)
Bouncin' out, n*ggas scream, "Chuckyy, no," n*gga, know he got
Put the ARP to his top, give me all that sh*t, boy, I put sh*t on the spot
C-h-u-c-k-y, behind that name, I'll die 'bout it (Brrt)
Spin a block, tryna make a n*gga feel like flames
Somebody mama finna go cry 'bout it (Brrt)
I still rock out on the six block, but sometimes I hang out with my nine blockers (Don't run)
[Outro: Chuckyy & TJaySki]
You know that, long live Fred, n*gga ([?] gang)
Long live Fred, n*gga (Free 40, n*gga)
Chuckyy, one in the head, n*gga, you know that (Blaow, blaow)
Steppin' on sh*t, we steppin' over sh*t too as well, dumbass (Blaow, stupid)