Concrete Boys and Camo! - UP YO STANDARDS

Yeah
(Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh
Yeah (We gon' be ok)
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh

Keep bringin' it in, keep bringin' it in, keep bringin' it in
That bitch want my kids, I just went and put a new kit on a Benz, yeah
She want a percy, I gave her a 30, she get on her 10s
You know I gotta turn my bitch up, payin' for all her friends, yeah
You gotta aim a lil' higher, baby your man in the D league
He barely could get you a ticket, got you a seat in the nosebleeds
I'm ridin' around five percent tinted, baby who movin' as low as me
I bought you a chain and now you glisten, secrets out, they know it's me (yeah)
I gotta stick to my mission, I gotta move with it on me
I know that tryna find love in the club can get real lonely
You know I can never switch up on you, if the pressure was on me
If you leave me, baby
You'll be spendin' the rest of your life tryna clone me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh

She don't want no mans
She want do it herself (yeah)
I put a nigga on a shelf (yeah)
Like fuck is you sayin'? (Yeah)
I'm packin' him up, I'm sendin' him home, that nigga get banned (yeah)
I had to show him the way to the door wit' a gun in my hand (frrt)
Just come to me baby (Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
Just come to me baby, it's all in the plan (yeah)
In the back of the Benz, I'm spreadin' them hundreds, I'm makin' a fan (yeah, ha)
I got a two-stepper on me right now, so why would I dance? (Yeah, ha)
I see your man right now, so I know I got a chance (yeah, ha)

Keep bringin' it in, keep bringin' it in, keep bringin' it in
That bitch want my kids, I just went and put a new kit on a Benz, yeah
She want a percy, I gave her a 30, she get on her 10s
You know I gotta turn my bitch up, payin' for all her friends, yeah
You gotta aim a lil' higher, baby your man in the D league
He barely could get you a ticket, got you a seat in the nosebleeds
I'm ridin' around five percent tinted, baby who movin' as low as me
I bought you a chain and now you glisten, secrets out, they know it's me (yeah)
I gotta stick to my mission, I gotta move with it on me
I know that tryna find love in the club can get real lonely
You know I can never switch up on you, if the pressure was on me
If you leave me, baby
You'll be spendin' the rest of your life tryna clone me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh

Written by:
Cameron Butts, Harley Arsenaul, William Dale Minnix III

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