Eddy Baker – Stand Still lyrics

[Hook x2]
What stand still?
But we on a roll now
Name going up so the bad bitches go down
Used to rep my hood now I'm putting on the whole town
Looking like a rookie but I hit em with the pro style

What stand still?
But we on a roll now
Name going up so the bad bitches go down
Used to rep my hood now I'm putting on the whole town
Looking like a rookie but I hit em with that pro style

[Verse 1]
Smooth motherfucker, I'm a James Bond nigga
Ego real big but my dick way bigger
The name's Eddy Bake bitch I been about my cake
Making love to the money and I never miss a date
Bust a nut in her face then I make her leave my place
Got a bad yellow bitch, fuck her every other day
But don't get it fucked up cause she help a nigga bake
She don't like broke niggas and that something I relate
I'm a South Side nigga but I'm grinding in L.A
Never falling off the hustle, I'll be working everyday
So I'll never chase a bitch, she can leave or she can stay
All these hoes on my dick they be calling every day
I'm not living for tommorow so I'm going hard today
Got them grams in my pocket moving reefer like its [yehy?]
Give a fuck about a cop, I'm just trynna get paid
And my dope boy (chucks?), never catch me in no J's
Yeah I'm Styling, wyling, smoking while I'm driving
California nigga but my weed come from the islands
I stand on my own, no complaining and no whining
Nigga talk shit, real shit it can get violent
I'm Styling, wyling, smoking while I'm driving
California nigga but my weed come from the islands
I stand on my own, no complaining and no whining
Nigga talk shit, real shit it can get violent


[Hook x2]
What stand still?
But we on a roll now
Name going up so the bad bitches go down
Used to rep my hood now I'm putting on the whole town
Looking like a rookie but I hit em with the pro style

What stand still?
But we on a roll now
Name going up so the bad bitches go down
Used to rep my hood now I'm putting on the whole town
Looking like a rookie but I hit em with that pro style

[Verse 2]
You niggas got no style
All my hoes is so wild
Drug dealer swag, you can tell just by my profile
Rolling up that dank, yeah my reefer smelling so loud
Old crew southern but you know I rep that soulcal
Didn't know you know now
Sneezing like a fucking bitch
Killing all these verses like its nothing, I just rip this shit
Used to be just local but I changed it when I took a trip
Came home stunting with a hundred bitches on my dick
Came home working, hit the studio and made some hits
All we smoke in cali, I stay higher than a fucking bitch
Show money coming fuck a 7 we can cop a zip
Cocky ass nigga and I'm still always talking shit
Sipping on the lean got me slower than Steve Hawking is
Goddamn Eddy Baker popping like a (thizzlehead?)
Know a couple shooters, if you touch me you might end up dead
Know some crooked cops, fuck the cops, we be dodging feds