Stand Up

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Oh, will the real nigga please stand up

And all the fake sit down?

Hold your head, hold your crown, hmm

And will the real nigga please stand up

And all the fake sit down?

Let me fix my crown

Big whack ’cause I eat a lot

Bitches always begging ’cause they need a lot

Car came with instructions, I don’t read a lot

I come from the bottom, gotta feed the block

I don’t need a chair, always come prepared

I am like the mayor, I am not the mayor

Gotta say a prayer ‘fore I leave the house

Coat hanging off my shoulder, gotta see the blouse

Helmut Lang, don’t I look scrumptious?

He keep staring at me like he want this

Million dollar, you cannot afford this

If I wanted I could make the Forbes list

Dead, dead, dead, dead

Dead, dead, dead, dead (And I just can’t seem to understand)

Dead, dead, dead, dead (Where you’re comin’ from, my brother)

(I guess I’m just not like y’all) Yeah

(Not like y’all)

Oh, will the real nigga please stand up

And all the fake sit down?

Hold your head, hold your crown, hmm

And will the real nigga please stand up

And all the fake sit down?

Let me fix my crown

I really only smile just to show my grill

Rather have the skill than the sex appeal

Signed a Lego deal just so I can build

Hammer time baby, this is not a drill

Six feet nigga, you ain’t lookin’ right

Straight edge hanging with the crooked type

First class, told Yeefy book the flight

We are not the same, we just look alike

I can’t trust a soul, got the guacamole

Lotta people bold but in person fold

You are not thurl, you’re plastic

I am not the queen? Sarcastic

Dead, dead, dead, dead

Dead, dead, dead, dead (And I just can’t seem to understand)

Dead, dead, dead, dead (Where you’re comin’ from, my brother)

(I guess I’m just not like y’all) Yeah

(Not like y’all)

Oh, will the real nigga please stand up

And all the fake sit down?

Hold your head, hold your crown, hmm

And will the real nigga please stand up

And all the fake sit down?

Let me fix my crown