[Intro]
[Verse 1 - Danny Brown]
One, two, three to the four
Yeah im back on my grind
Like you ain't know
It's Detroit brat, tryna get that bread
But I won't turn to X like Detroit Red
I'm up early, knocking roaches off my toothbrush
In the spot hoodie on just like the Ku Klux
Walk around this b**h, like I got four nuts
So when I wet them b**hes, swing like nunchucks
Came a long way from getting jumped by ?Chemp?
Chopping up white like Stefan Grendt
Flow like a champ, way ahead of my peers
And again I smoke strong, like Stevie Wonder's ears
Im in the cutty, with the money on my mind
Finger on the trigger, hand on my nine
So I can't afford time
But I got the AP of the fruity lemon line
[Hook 2x]
And I ain't too tough to dance
Let me adjust this heater
Bulging out of my pants
First I step to the left
Then I step to the right
Then you drop it down low
Bring it back, Aiight Hey!
[Verse 2 - Danny Brown]
Five, six, seven to eight
'Bout to slide on you hoes, just like home plate
I get brain early, that mean I think first
You draw last, you paint a picture of a black hearse
f** what you think, I'm 'bout that bank!
Stones like the bu*ton of your Marvis Tanks
Top full clip, and your b**h on my dick
Cuz you're broke like looses, in your pants pocket
It barely sit above the rim
And I wore gats like ba** heads pull on strings
Me and my man, two guns like contra
Keep your b**h, she looks like My Pet Monster
Lame n***a, got no choice but to trick
Probably could f** a blind ugly b**h
I Can't get enough of these hoes
Grab my hand and walk me straight to the dance floor!
[Hook]
[Outro]
Y'all n***as see how easy that was?
I don't think they know man
Lupido sounds n***a
It's official now
Nix beat n***a
It's Danny Brown n***a, y'all know what it is
Detroit Stand Up!
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