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Versuri Nettspend – still standing lyrics

[Intro]
How you still standing?
(How you— how you still standing?)

[Pre-Chorus]
In my head, goin’ crazy, yeah
Fans goin’ crazy, yeah
Shit goin’ crazy, yeah (Rok on the track, Rok, Rok)
Shit goin crazy, uh (Woah, woah, woah)

[Chorus]
Uh, they said, „How you still standing?” Uh (Huh, huh, huh, huh)
I don’t even know, said, „I got a lot of bands” (Wait)
I don’t even know, I think I’m stuck in a trance, uh (Trance, yeah)
I’ma beat it up, I don’t like what you’re sayin’, uh (Oh, yeah)
Are you really my friend or do you just like to rant? (Rant, what?)
I bring all the guns to the studio ‘cause I ain’t playin’, huh (Ayy)
Gonna need a new whip, I crashed it in the land (Skrrt)
In the studio, the studio, but I wan’ go to Paris

[Verse]
Stripper bitches are my friends (Yeah), stripper bitches are my friends (Yeah, yeah)
Reload the thirty clip again (Yeah), reload the thirty clip again (Yeah, clip)
She gettin’ freaky with my friends, yeah, I really love that shit
She gettin’ freaky with my friends, yeah, I really love that shit
It’s tax season, lil’ baby, I get money when I show up
It’s tax season, lil’ baby, I get money when I show up
I’m goin’ crazy in a bitch, they did not expect the glow up (Yeah)
I just peeped that you unfollowed me and I ain’t even know it (Ah)
If they try cock-blockin’ me (Yeah, yeah), the hoes won’t even show up (Yeah)
I got quick shit on the low, though (Yeah, yeah), I got thick shit on the floor (Yeah, yeah)
They just waitin’ on me to loiter, they just waitin’ for me to loiter, yeah (Huh, huh, huh, huh)

[Bridge]
Ain’t finna show up, nah
Ain’t finna show up, nah
Ain’t finna show up, nah (How you— how you still standing?)

[Pre-Chorus]
In my head, goin’ crazy, yeah
Fans goin’ crazy, yeah (Chyeah)
Shit goin’ crazy, yeah
Shit goin crazy, mm (Ah, ah, ah)

[Chorus]
Uh, they said, „How you still standing?” Uh (Huh, huh, huh, huh)
I don’t even know, said, „I got a lot of bands” (Wait)
I don’t even know, I think I’m stuck in a trance, uh (Trance, yeah)
I’ma beat it up, I don’t like what you’re sayin’, uh (Oh, yeah)
Are you really my friend or do you just like to rant? (Rant, what?)
I bring all the guns to the studio ‘cause I ain’t playin’, uh (Early life)
Gonna need a new whip, I crashed it in the land (Skrrt)
In the studio, the studio, but I wan’ go to Paris

[Outro]
It’s tax season, lil’ baby, I get money when I show up
It’s tax season, lil’ baby, I get money when I show up
It’s tax season, lil’ baby, I get money when I show up
It’s tax season, lil’ baby, I get money when I show up