| Song | Stand 4 It |
| Artist | Gucci Mane |
| Album | Trap God 3 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Intro] | |
| "What's happenin' homie?" | |
| "Hey man, get the valet man" | |
| "Man slide me down right here in the front" | |
| (?) | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| I make a 100K a day, that’s a slap in the face | |
| Me and Scooter ball in Vegas, just like Puffy & Mace | |
| You know the way that Gucci play, don’t make me go in my safe | |
| I wore my Louboutin's once, and then I throw 'em away | |
| I’m drinkin’ Chandon, Sean John all in the day | |
| This champagne and peach Ciroc, it got me higher than space | |
| I said grace and drink my (?) | |
| (?) | |
| So dump half a brick for lunch, and then I gave it away | |
| I fornicate with my trigger, bring my scrap to the date | |
| I duct tape your feet and legs, you won't wear nothin' but tape | |
| They think I got a weight problem I get so much cake | |
| You *****s hangin' on the wall? That’s a female trait | |
| I sell a million dollar verse, get your Gmail straight | |
| I seize (?) so hard it make your heart vibrate | |
| Charger knockin pictures off the wall, there's no earthquake | |
| They tried to kill my partner Rick Ross on his birthday | |
| [Hook] | |
| They say life is a ******* | |
| But Gucci paying cash for it | |
| I’m expressing hard | |
| Cause she’s gon' pay the landlord | |
| I can never snitch | |
| My family they don’t stand for | |
| And I wasn’t born rich | |
| For being broke I just got stabbed for | |
| I stand on what I said ***** | |
| That’s just what I stand for | |
| Why y'all ***** just jump overboard? | |
| That’s just what I stand for | |
| All my *****s trappin’ hard | |
| That’s just what I stand for | |
| My chopper is my body guard | |
| That’s just what I stand for | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| I bought a Buick Regal, man and I didn't have a license | |
| Used to catch the buster (?) just to buy my Nikes | |
| I knew your tongue ******* ***** I guess that makes me psychic | |
| Got 100 young *****s with me all these *****s strapped | |
| I ain’t tryin’ to diss your momma, but I bet your son won't try me | |
| And your momma may not tell you, but I bet your sister like it | |
| I'm like Tyson in his prime, man but I'm not with the fightin' | |
| Yellow lightning on my wrist, my Roley's bigger than a Viper | |
| (?) | |
| (?) King Midas ******* your higness | |
| Cause I’m drinking diamonds | |
| All the smoke because of rocky ice | |
| And if you love me, lke you say you love me baby hit the highway | |
| [Hook] x 2 |
| Intro | |
| " What' s happenin' homie?" | |
| " Hey man, get the valet man" | |
| " Man slide me down right here in the front" | |
| ? | |
| Verse 1 | |
| I make a 100K a day, that' s a slap in the face | |
| Me and Scooter ball in Vegas, just like Puffy Mace | |
| You know the way that Gucci play, don' t make me go in my safe | |
| I wore my Louboutin' s once, and then I throw ' em away | |
| I' m drinkin' Chandon, Sean John all in the day | |
| This champagne and peach Ciroc, it got me higher than space | |
| I said grace and drink my ? | |
| ? | |
| So dump half a brick for lunch, and then I gave it away | |
| I fornicate with my trigger, bring my scrap to the date | |
| I duct tape your feet and legs, you won' t wear nothin' but tape | |
| They think I got a weight problem I get so much cake | |
| You s hangin' on the wall? That' s a female trait | |
| I sell a million dollar verse, get your Gmail straight | |
| I seize ? so hard it make your heart vibrate | |
| Charger knockin pictures off the wall, there' s no earthquake | |
| They tried to kill my partner Rick Ross on his birthday | |
| Hook | |
| They say life is a | |
| But Gucci paying cash for it | |
| I' m expressing hard | |
| Cause she' s gon' pay the landlord | |
| I can never snitch | |
| My family they don' t stand for | |
| And I wasn' t born rich | |
| For being broke I just got stabbed for | |
| I stand on what I said | |
| That' s just what I stand for | |
| Why y' all just jump overboard? | |
| That' s just what I stand for | |
| All my s trappin' hard | |
| That' s just what I stand for | |
| My chopper is my body guard | |
| That' s just what I stand for | |
| Verse 2 | |
| I bought a Buick Regal, man and I didn' t have a license | |
| Used to catch the buster ? just to buy my Nikes | |
| I knew your tongue I guess that makes me psychic | |
| Got 100 young s with me all these s strapped | |
| I ain' t tryin' to diss your momma, but I bet your son won' t try me | |
| And your momma may not tell you, but I bet your sister like it | |
| I' m like Tyson in his prime, man but I' m not with the fightin' | |
| Yellow lightning on my wrist, my Roley' s bigger than a Viper | |
| ? | |
| ? King Midas your higness | |
| Cause I' m drinking diamonds | |
| All the smoke because of rocky ice | |
| And if you love me, lke you say you love me baby hit the highway | |
| Hook x 2 |
| Intro | |
| " What' s happenin' homie?" | |
| " Hey man, get the valet man" | |
| " Man slide me down right here in the front" | |
| ? | |
| Verse 1 | |
| I make a 100K a day, that' s a slap in the face | |
| Me and Scooter ball in Vegas, just like Puffy Mace | |
| You know the way that Gucci play, don' t make me go in my safe | |
| I wore my Louboutin' s once, and then I throw ' em away | |
| I' m drinkin' Chandon, Sean John all in the day | |
| This champagne and peach Ciroc, it got me higher than space | |
| I said grace and drink my ? | |
| ? | |
| So dump half a brick for lunch, and then I gave it away | |
| I fornicate with my trigger, bring my scrap to the date | |
| I duct tape your feet and legs, you won' t wear nothin' but tape | |
| They think I got a weight problem I get so much cake | |
| You s hangin' on the wall? That' s a female trait | |
| I sell a million dollar verse, get your Gmail straight | |
| I seize ? so hard it make your heart vibrate | |
| Charger knockin pictures off the wall, there' s no earthquake | |
| They tried to kill my partner Rick Ross on his birthday | |
| Hook | |
| They say life is a | |
| But Gucci paying cash for it | |
| I' m expressing hard | |
| Cause she' s gon' pay the landlord | |
| I can never snitch | |
| My family they don' t stand for | |
| And I wasn' t born rich | |
| For being broke I just got stabbed for | |
| I stand on what I said | |
| That' s just what I stand for | |
| Why y' all just jump overboard? | |
| That' s just what I stand for | |
| All my s trappin' hard | |
| That' s just what I stand for | |
| My chopper is my body guard | |
| That' s just what I stand for | |
| Verse 2 | |
| I bought a Buick Regal, man and I didn' t have a license | |
| Used to catch the buster ? just to buy my Nikes | |
| I knew your tongue I guess that makes me psychic | |
| Got 100 young s with me all these s strapped | |
| I ain' t tryin' to diss your momma, but I bet your son won' t try me | |
| And your momma may not tell you, but I bet your sister like it | |
| I' m like Tyson in his prime, man but I' m not with the fightin' | |
| Yellow lightning on my wrist, my Roley' s bigger than a Viper | |
| ? | |
| ? King Midas your higness | |
| Cause I' m drinking diamonds | |
| All the smoke because of rocky ice | |
| And if you love me, lke you say you love me baby hit the highway | |
| Hook x 2 |