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Stand For It
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Stand For It was released on October 9, 2026 by 9th St. / Hallwood as a part of the album Soul
AlbumSoul
October 9, 2026
Label9th St. / Hallwood
LanguageEnglish
BPM77
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

I got two bad bitches, finna pipe those (God bless you, Soulja)
I got two bad hoes hittin' high notes
That's just my life, bro, fuck your life, bro
Hoes walkin' out the bathroom, they got white nose
Hate a petty-ass bitch, I don't like those
Get-the-fetty-ass bitch, yeah, I like those
She call me "asshole," but she right, though
Think I love New York
Think I love LA, they know me at the airport
I'm rent-free in her head like a landlord
Like she got no legs, she can't stand for it
Like she got no legs, she can't— (Bow, bow)
Like she got no legs, she can't stand for it
I just wrapped my car, paid some bands for it
I'm stuck at the top, yeah, I ran for it
She call me "handsome"
I can eat your ho back for a ransom (God bless you, Soulja)
I done made the bag back, yeah, and then some
She gon' swallow on my dick, tryna get some'
She wan' argue, wanna fuck, she can't pick one
I ain't lil' soldier, I'm the big one (Yeah, ViviSoulja)
New Chanel purse, she want the big one
Fuckin' with the kid, you gon' get one
Now I gotta stay focused, thought we wouldn't notice
She's so good off potion like it's hocus-pocus
Speed off in my four-door like a **** stole it
Real rap ****, pussy, I ain't trolling
Heavy drag car, fast as fuck, why he rolling?
Don't know where we going, ****, where we going?
I know real street ****, they my partners, they not folding
I got two bad bitches, finna pipe those (God bless you, Soulja)
I got two bad hoes hittin' high notes
That's just my life, bro, fuck your life, bro
Hoes walkin' out the bathroom, they got white nose
Hate a petty-ass bitch, I don't like those
Get-the-fetty-ass bitch, yeah, I like those
She call me "asshole," but she right, though
Think I love New York
Think I love LA, they know me at the airport
I'm rent-free in her head like a landlord
Like she got no legs, she can't stand for it
Like she got no legs, she can't— (Bow, bow)
Like she got no legs, she can't stand for it (There's only one ViviSoulja)
I just wrapped my car, paid some bands for it
I'm stuck at the top, yeah, I ran for it
Ya feel that in the air?
It's Soulja Season
Written by: Devon Francis

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