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Standoff
Hip-Hop/Rap
Standoff was released on November 18, 2022 by EMG as a part of the album PureBred
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Release DateNovember 18, 2022
LabelEMG
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ametriyus Thomas
Ametriyus Thomas
Songwriter

Lyrics

Let's rock ya digg
30 on me now we rock ya digg
Ya digg
Ya digg
Ya digg
Ya digg
Ya digg
Ya digg
Ya digg
Ya digg
Ya digg
They like meechy he won't stand up
They like lil meech ain't got no chance nah
That .45 on my waist we could have a standoff
Cuz I been waitin' on the time to knock a **** dreads
That bankroll in my pocket i'm just gettin' paid
Uhh feelin' like i'm bron bron when I hit the fade
Uhh **** they be duckin' from the fuckin' jakes
Uhh so tell em get up out my fuckin' face uhh
I ain't platinum in the industry but i'm but i'm platinum in my city
And I might go up outta state and fuck a bad bitch with double D titties
My **** wanna hit the club so I just snuck in with my smitty
Uhh we hit that **** with some shots that **** had to hit the griddy
Uhh 12 pulled me over so I ran off
Uhh bad bitches outta state say meech the man now
Uhh instruments up on it choppa like a band now
Uhh ain't fuck with me back then but now this bitch a fan now
I shot that clip til that bitch ran out
And they like meechy what's the plan now
Yeah prolly gone make it out that sand now
And i'm steady slangin' chops just like i'm rambo
Cuz I can't let a **** come put they hands on me
Pray to god that the choppa aint never gone jam on me
Said a **** to hot they gone put that fan on me
Pullin' up with 2 glocks we could make em go blam on em
**** lift his face because he ran up
Put him in his place betta get ya mans up
Paralyzed from the waist now he can't stand up
Keep talkin' bout that smoke but we got cancer
They like meechy he won't stand up
They like lil meech ain't got no chance nah
That .45 on my waist we could have a standoff
Cuz I been waitin' on the time to knock a **** dreads
That bankroll in my pocket i'm just gettin' paid
Uhh feelin' like i'm bron bron when I hit the fade
Uhh **** they be duckin' from the fuckin' jakes
Uhh so tell em get up out my fuckin' face uhh
Smokin' on gas i'm bout to pass out
I know **** gone hate cuz my **** get racks now
Uhh Feds gone do a sweep you know my **** gone dash out
Left him the bag cuz brodie had a trash mouth
Uh
Ain't a bitch that's worth for me to ask out
Huh
Now ain't no bitches on my ass now
Back when I was cool with Tachani but we done crashed out
Uhh uhh you was my dog but shit don't last long
Keep actin' like you that betta take yo mask off
Prolly tryna blame it on yo past huh
For the reason why you always gotta bad mouth
You push my buttons then actin' clueless when I spazz out
I could make you eat yo words so now you fast now
Just smoked a wood to the face a young **** done passed out
Huuh now my head spendin' round n round i'm gassed out
Huuh I know she mad that she can't treat me like a rag doll
She can't treat me like a rag doll
Written by: Ametriyus Thomas
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