Stand on that

Look, I ain't a killer,

But don't push me, I'll say it louder for you bitches

And I dare a hoe to shush me,

Revenge the sweetest joy

Next to getting head, right? Shit, or whatever Pac said

I don't repeat, cause bitch, I said what I said

Don't need auto-correct for nothing Bitch, you read what you read, yeah

I'm guessing it's gon' be some tension now

My old dude in his feelings

Cause he can't get my attention now,

Word to me, sometime a friend turn foe

I'm Lil Uzi with it, truly, that's the way life goes

Oh, you crying? I guess you could use a tissue now

My homies round the way been saying I'm the biggest issue now

The biggest issue, I should change my name to Vogue now

If you was sleeping on me, bitch, I guarantee you woke now

Yeah, you better wake up love,

My flow is tailored like Teyana

Get your cake up, love, yeah And I'ma stand on that, so stand down

My money long, bitch, I could stand on racks They see me coming, having panic attacks

I make these bitches lose they breath Like having asthma attacks, yeah

Or like Beyonce's song, can you keep up, this a sweep up

I'm Beyonce strong I'm snatching Grammys like the repo now

I'm sending all you bitches home Like the depot now, yeah

I'm spitting acid like Aminos now The ones who doubted me be feeding up my ego now

Yeah, my man feeding me grapes up in the tropics I just checked the latest blogs

They saying I'm the trending topic But I'm too lit to follow trends, so I set em'

If that **** wanna leave, then there's the door, bitch, I'ma let him

I can't fuck around with no lames I can't fuck around with no brokes

Ain't shit sweet, ain't shit funny I can't fuck around with no jokes

I can't fuck around with these hoes They gon' stab me right in my back

Bunch of fienin' ass bitches They gon' fuck around and get cracked

Check the stats, you don't believe me See, I'm really like that

All these bitches think they bad When I'm really Mike Jack

I don't play when it comes to that bread I'm tryna bake some

**** think he throw me some cake I'm gon' shake some, please

Boy, I been had bank & top rank If you tryna sell dreams, I'm sorry, that ship sank

And I'ma stand on that, so stand down My money long, bitch, I can stand on racks

They see me comin', havin' panic attacks I make these bitches lose they breath

Like havin' asthma attacks, yeah or like Beyoncé song

Can you keep up? This a sweep up, I'm Beyoncé strong

I'm snatchin' Grammys like the repo now I'm sendin' all you bitches home like the depot now