Stand On It - Yeat/Future

Lyrics by：Noah Smith/George Kala

Composed by：Noah Smith/George Kala

Produced by：GeoGotBands

I put that together for a job

I put that together for a job

If I'm not making money

Then I got me some withdrawals

If I'm not at the top

Then I won't do it at all

Big chains big guns big trucks zombies

Ha we some big mutts huh big doggies

I put that together for a job

I put that together

Like some puzzle pieces no no no

You ain't live what I lived

Hold up

You ain't did what I did

You ain't put that together

And stand on the you did

How you runnin' from some lies

You said you already did

You say you standin' on that

But all we see you do it sit boy

Sit sit

Yeah yeah yeah yeah sit

Yeah yeah yeah sit

Like a mutt yeah yeah sit

You a you ain't got this ******* money

Guess what it is

It's the king Tonka

King world billionaire

You can my

I don't give no about this

I don't give one

Not two not three not six

Yeah I'm with the boy in the six

You don't gotta like it

But just know I keep them sticks

You don't gotta like us

But just know I run this

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Stick

I put that together for a job

Put that woah

I put that together for a job

Put that woah

If I'm not making money

Then I got me some withdrawals

If I'm not at the top

Then I won't do it at all nah

Big chains big guns

Big trucks zombies zombies

Yeah we some big mutts huh

Big doggies Big dogs

I put that together for a job

Put that woah

I put that together like some puzzle pieces

Put that yeah

Shorty been takin' them Percs

He out his mind he ready to click

Shorty

Shorty been takin' them pills

He ready to go splurge

At the big old trick

Shorty

Shorty been wipin' nostrils

730 been on ten shorty

Shorty been catchin' bodies

Done killed his man

He ready to go spin shorty

Switch blend in I'm trill

Smacked his whole friend I'm trill

I just snatched the doors out the 'Rari

I'll just buy a plane tomorrow

Bought the a bag or somethin'

I ain't get to tell her sorry

Seven whole cities goin' up

I just bought a bag of guns

Super not the average one

Splurgin' at the diamond store

Three mill' in diamonds on

Look like an island on him

I ain't through stylin' on 'em

Still tryna hide the money

Get a cooked for a Perc'

Real goin' 730 ayy

It's been a week since you dissed your opps

You must be foldin' ayy

They say it's my fault

If you fall out on the codeine ayy

I'm just a rich-ass junkie

I might OD ayy

I done **** around and hit that coke

It make my nose bleed ayy

I put this together like a job

Put this **** woah

I put that **** together like a job

Put this **** oh

Get a mill' ticket just for me to talk

Woah

Lil' bad done snorted all the block

Woah

Big chains big guns

Big trucks zombies

Ha we some big mutts huh

Big doggies ah

I put that together for a job

Put that **** yeah

I put that **** together like some puzzle

Pieces put that **** yeah