tw!n & kobeee - Stand Out

1500 for the pants that's why I stand out
I used to be bummy I'm the man now
Why you talking on me boy you fanned out
Driveby shit or he gonna get ran down
Ran down
Ran down
I was serving buckets back at Lansdowne
Lansdowne
Lansdowne
Why this bitch all on me pull the pants down
Niggas falling back I'm still the same like I'm Autumn!
Bro with the chop if he spot em' then he got em'
Walk up in the club and I'm popping all these bottles
Wok up in my cup imma sleep til' tomorrow
Imma leader I can't follow
These niggas my sons
I'm like where the fuck yo momma
I stay with a drake so that boy don't want no drama
Fortnite keep the llama imma shoot it like Osama
I'm so presidential bitch I'm feeling like Obama
Fuck it
I'm feeling like Biden
She don't wanna stay I'm like by then
If you need some work come and buy it
If you need some work come and buy it
Never need a scale baby I just have to eye it
Tears up in her eye tell her stop crying
Her boyfriend got some swag
Tell that hoe to line him
Know they call me slay
Get it everyday
I be sippin' mud yeah I be sippin' drank
Know they call me slay
Get it anyday
Get it 30,000 ways bring it to the bank
1500 for the pants that's why I stand out
I used to be bummy I'm the man now
Why you talking on me boy you fanned out
Driveby shit or he gonna get ran down
Ran down
Ran down
I was serving buckets back at Lansdowne
Lansdowne
Lansdowne
Why this bitch all on me pull the pants down
Baby spell out Tw!n
TWIN
I'm so T'd up so I'm going for the WIN
Shooting for the rim
Kobe be my brother that's my blooda if he spin
That mean we gon' spin
That mean we gon' spin
She know I got money that I'm really down to spend
Hit the work with ice then I watch that shit blend
We ain't go to war together you is not my friend
He like 40 in these streets leave that boy like Uncle Ben
I really don't pretend
You can't name a track I really capped on bitch I'm him
Hand to hand
Hand to hand
I been serving grams
If you ain't break a pack down with me you not my mans
Tell me why his main hoe hit me up like she a fan
Yesterday was glocks
Today it's FN's
1500 for the pants that's why I stand out
I used to be bummy I'm the man now
Why you talking on me boy you fanned out
Driveby shit or he gonna get ran down
Ran down
Ran down
I was serving buckets back at Lansdowne
Lansdowne
Lansdowne
Why this bitch all on me pull the pants down

Written by:
Aaron Nota, Tyrelle Komepule

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