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crticial - stanwill lyrics

[intro]
d*mn, that sh*t slap

[verse 1: stanwill]
double d’s on the chop, it’s too erotic
whole plate from the deep sea, it’s too exotic
brought the gang in this b*tch, got the troops beside me
bro aiming for that mcnugget, he don’t shoot the body
boy, these n*ggas all cap like they [?]
size 28 amiri jeans and they hold sh*t
i could call the plug “shaq”, how he shoot bricks
and the opps could be [?] they ain’t know sh*t

[verse 2: bankroll reese]
we gon’ f*ck and then dip, b*tch, do your job
told her, “right foot, left foot, b*tch, toosie slide”
heard you f*cking with the opps, better choose a side
b*tch, you got the trap jumping more than a boosie live
and we got scams, probably more than a bible of ’em
get gassed up by yo gang, you gon’ die because of ’em
all my n*ggas masked up like i ride with muslims
stan got so many d*mn pieces, he combined a puzzle

[verse 3: stanwill]
in a sp*ceship with lando [?]
jumped in the deep, turned into an amphibian
i’ll send an opp to oblivion
whole gang running with a torch, we olympians
tryna add up the drip? that’s a math test
wouldn’t even tell a b*tch i love her with my last breath
if he don’t play it right, get his ass left
bro up tec and let it blow, get his ass [?]
[verse 4: bankroll reese]
my side b*tch gave me top, she a quotient
i been sipping out the pot, where the potion?
that’s why y’all n*ggas falling, y’all ain’t know sh*t
won’t let me in them doors, i’m gon’ knock till it’s open
f*ck it, n*gga, kick the door down
used to charge a hundred for a feature, i need more now
play dominoes with yo b*tch, knock the wh0re down
try to ride me, rest in peace [?]

[verse 5: stanwill]
punch and slide, i’m a ice skating boxer
f*ck a text book, had the slides in the locker
fancy ass taste, did the rice and the lobster
you can ask the opps what it’s like up at [?]
my oldhead forty with a .9, he a pedophile
f*cking being [?] when i die, i’m a legend now
twelve hundred on some kicks just to step around
so that’s twelve hundred on they necks, i ain’t stepping down

[verse 6: bankroll reese]
i been chasing cheese, dukes like, “what got into you?”
momma, i been on the block with them criminals
n*ggas’ rap stories category? probably fictional
n*gga, i been out here chasing racks like a tennis shoe
you n*ggas couldn’t the same if it was ten of you
i been steady coming up, i’m near the pinnacle
i don’t ever see the opps, think they invisible
i’m in good condition, you try me and you in critical
[verse 7: stanwill]
they like why i go at the strip eating lamb chops?
ain’t no more stanley, i’m the man now
funny how they used to hold but they fans now
skinny ass jeans, hoes like how the bands pop?
jumped in that bag and i zipped it
if it’s not the holidays but i’m gifted
like he at the power house, get him lifted
catch him pouring ach, brodie living life scripted

[verse 8: bankroll reese]
y’all done f*ck up, me and stan on the same track
dive in that water, i’ma aim where his waves at
these hoes used to play me, i ran the game back
crying ’bout a b*tch, boy, i’m sick you done came that

[verse 9: stanwill]
if you ain’t sb, you ain’t gang, slatt
said i couldn’t bring the glock in but i remained strapped
if everybody turnt, where the lames at?
thinking we ain’t up, where the f*ck is yo brain at?

- stanwill lyrics

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