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the standard - tyson sybateli lyrics

[intro]

[verse]
yeah, yeah
we don’t bump your sh*t when b*tches ’round n*gga
bump my sh*t when your b*tch is around n*gga
got this snake tatted, know your b*tch is aroused n*gga
ejo, for real, you shoulda stayed inside the house n*gga
f*ck it i had fallouts
said “f*ck it”, going all out
my business all in your mouth, g of the south
f*ck it, might pee on the couch
i was young, drunk and stupid
phone calls got me like lucious
sending hits for family sake and pray it sticks so family rakes
how my pastures more green?
past work not seen
ex girl more mean
thick b*tch flaout out, face falling on d
team cl!cks, more vibes, that’s more for the team
these links brought hype, more maga then ‘zines
red hat still sings “ahh”
let’s makе p*ssy great again
grates my t**th, i got involved in beef for homiеs sake
swear i got more than it takes
but i’m still fist fighting from an early grave and out
the proof is in the pudding, i cater no self doubt
i’m cheffing like omar gooding for big o’s to account
life’s exactly how it’s ‘possed to be, everything’s panning out
this cold dish of revenge i’m serving is on the house
listen, uh, yeh
lord jesus guide my haters to carerr24
my hating could be yours
my faith is for awards
my lane is not on fours
my plane is landing more
my dame is dashing, b*tch bad like ukraine at war
lord willing this rock between a hard place gets slapped like a oscar stage
acting up in all ways
bold of you to not say, that i’m the male beyoncé
this whole globe is my stage
i came home to fridays
that’s ice cubes on cube in my seattle purchased lattes
y’all in the grass but i’m snake
i’m slipping into my phase
my best form i’m front page
i’m bully bashing, b*ttons for the magic
[chorus]
on that hot sh*t
got the block lit
n*ggas talk sh*t
get the block list
f*ck a thot b*tch
they are not this
they can’t cop this
they are not rich
this the standard
where your manners?
had to handle all my demons by they antlers
really ducking crabs, we never messed with cancer
if you the homie, you can go and put your hand up

- tyson sybateli lyrics

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