"Standing On It" lyrics

Nigga, I'm so high, I'm nervous
Hope this fame don't go to my head
Nigga, I need a bed and a blanket, I'm tryna tuck this bread
You around my opps, nigga, pop 'em, don't tell me what them niggas said
They keep tellin; me keep my head up, shhh, I'm tryna duck the feds

Aye, huh, boy, I'm a wolf, I should howl at the moon
I put that money on that nigga head by 11 o' clock they gon' drop him by noon
I turn niggas' heads when I walk in the room, I know I was him when I got out the womb
These niggas be talking like I'm not a goon, these niggas just clearly ain't watching the news

Can't leave these streets they need me, killing these niggas ain't easy
Who you think gon' win, if we go one on one? I'm Michael Beasley
I'm eating these verses for dinner, can somebody feed me? My bitches wet as a squeegee
Niggas being green, Luigi, two million up, nigga, I feel like

Nigga, I feel like
Nigga, I feel like

I'm out the cocoon, Ferrari go zoom, I'm beating these niggas like Toomp
I'm fuckin' from noon to noon, count money from noon to noon
When I see red, I'm giving these niggas the blues
I'm breaking the rules, boy, how could I lose?
I'm sick, boy, I need a doctor, I'm too raw, I need a condom
Latina calling me papa, put my meat on her grill carne asada
I drive a bitch crazy, now I'm in Los Angeles, I'm tryna dodge her
My new bitch got body, Teyana
Pull up to the opps' crib and turn it to Hotel Rwanda
I'm hitting 10s and up, too high, can't move, I'm stuck
But I never hit the blunt, too rich to give a fuck
Dope strong could lift a truck, brick man, nigga, snow on the bluff
Oh, these niggas think they tough, L.A. slang, nigga, do yo' stuff

Speaking of stuff my pockets stuffed, speaking of glases my shit buff
Speaking on watches, Riches, Rollies, Pateks
What the fuck you think the feds be watching for?

Put Ps on his head I cal him a P-head
Put knees on his head and now he a knee-head
Put Gs on his head, by tomorrow bet he dead
Put Bs on his head in L.A. for the weekend

Andy Milonakis, put something on his head they gon' drop him
Bet one of my young niggas pop him, I'm protecting the block, IIbaka
This a Glock 43, Siakam, oh, you say you want static, shock 'em
Nigga, I hate niggas, Nazi, get my opps shot, Vodka
We step like Greeks from here to France, just tell me when, be honest