LYRICS: Tierra Whack – Stand Up

Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
Oh, will the true nigga please get up
And all of the faux sit down?
Maintain your head, maintain your crown (Mm)
Oh, will the true nigga please stand
And all of the faux sit down?
Let me repair my crown

[Verse 1]
Mm, Large Whack ’trigger I eat loads
Bitches all the time beggin’ ’trigger they want loads
Automobile got here with directions, I don’t learn loads
I come from the underside, gotta feed the block, mm
I don’t want a chair, all the time come ready
I’m just like the mayor, I’m not the mayor
Gotta say a prayer ‘fore I go away the home
Coat hangin’ off my shoulder, gotta see thе shirt, mm
Helmut Lang, don’t I look delicious? Mm
He maintain starin’ at mе like he need this, mm
Million greenback, you can not afford this
If I wished I may make the Forbes listing, yeah, mm

[Pre-Chorus]
Useless, useless, useless, useless
Useless, useless, useless, useless (And I simply can’t appear to know) Useless, useless, useless, useless (The place you’re comin’ from, my brother)
(I suppose I’m simply not like y’all) Yeah
(Not like y’all)

[Chorus]
Oh, will the true nigga please get up
And all of the faux sit down?
Maintain your head, maintain your crown (Mm)
Oh, will the true nigga please get up
And all of the faux sit down?
Let me repair my crown

[Verse 2]
I actually solely smile simply to point out my grill
Slightly have the talent than the intercourse attraction
Signed a Lego deal simply so I may construct
Hammer Time, child, this isn’t a drill, mm
Six ft, nigga, you ain’t lookin’ like
Straight edge, hangin’ with the crooked sort
Top quality, instructed Yeefy, “E book the flight”
We’re not the identical, we simply look alike, mm
I can’t belief a soul, received the guacamol’
Lotta folks daring, however in particular person, fold, mm
You aren’t thurl, you’re plastic, mm
I’m not the queen? Sarcastic, mm
[Pre-Chorus]
Useless, useless, useless, useless
Useless, useless, useless, useless (And I simply can’t appear to know) Useless, useless, useless, useless (The place you’re comin’ from, my brother)
(I suppose I’m simply not like y’all) Yeah
(Not like y’all)

[Chorus]
Oh, will the true nigga please get up
And all of the faux sit down?
Maintain your head, maintain your crown (Mm)
Oh, will the true nigga please get up
And all of the faux sit down?
Let me repair my crown