Stan by Mante Lyrics
I need a bitch that’s gon act like a Stan
I don’t want her she a fan
Baby we shopping let’s go To Japan
I want me a bitch in Iran
I fuck her she minus well fuck on my friends
She freaky she nasty she got her a tan
She makin a mess with the hands
Ha pussy Is drumming I’m makin the band
Niggas they talking that rah rah
They know young Scottie they papa fuck from the back she say dah dah
Treat her like Luke I’m ha fatha
Bitch I got bank they jaja
Red carpet Scottie I’m feeling like a za za
Just let me fuck on them Tatas
Mante & scottie like Messi & kaka
She hit the gas then she ash it and pass it
I’m all in her fruit that sh*t tasting like passion
& She like the placement she f*ck with my fashion
I beat up the p*ssy I had that sh*t scabbing
I’m not on a bean b*tch I’m on the brown
Ion sip lean b*tch I’m on the crown
GOD GOT US
BIG we highkey too fresh
VIP we ID you pressed
Be lowkey you OD you next
Im at the mercy of
All my vices
Might purchase uh
What’s the prices
Shawty stressing a
Bout a title
Learned my lesson I
Got my license
Learn that sh*t
LIke salary
You gotta earn that sh*t
Got rapper weed in
Ion serve that sh*t
Like calories
How I’m gone burn that sh*t
I need a b*tch that’s gone pull up w friends
I need a lil ratchet b*tch that got the hands
We gone make a mess and we don’t make amends
Mante going crazy he flowing again
Scottie no pippen came in this b*tch drippin
Them 4s is still tipping
Throw it with my hands
Yeah
I need a bitch that’s gon act like a Stan
I don’t want her she a fan
Baby we shopping let’s go To Japan
I want me a bitch in Iran
I fuck her she minus well fuck on my friends
She freaky she nasty she got her a tan
She makin a mess with the hands
Ha pussy Is drumming I’m makin the band
I don’t want her she a fan
Baby we shopping let’s go To Japan
I want me a bitch in Iran
I fuck her she minus well fuck on my friends
She freaky she nasty she got her a tan
She makin a mess with the hands
Ha pussy Is drumming I’m makin the band
Niggas they talking that rah rah
They know young Scottie they papa fuck from the back she say dah dah
Treat her like Luke I’m ha fatha
Bitch I got bank they jaja
Red carpet Scottie I’m feeling like a za za
Just let me fuck on them Tatas
Mante & scottie like Messi & kaka
She hit the gas then she ash it and pass it
I’m all in her fruit that sh*t tasting like passion
& She like the placement she f*ck with my fashion
I beat up the p*ssy I had that sh*t scabbing
I’m not on a bean b*tch I’m on the brown
Ion sip lean b*tch I’m on the crown
GOD GOT US
BIG we highkey too fresh
VIP we ID you pressed
Be lowkey you OD you next
Im at the mercy of
All my vices
Might purchase uh
What’s the prices
Shawty stressing a
Bout a title
Learned my lesson I
Got my license
Learn that sh*t
LIke salary
You gotta earn that sh*t
Got rapper weed in
Ion serve that sh*t
Like calories
How I’m gone burn that sh*t
I need a b*tch that’s gone pull up w friends
I need a lil ratchet b*tch that got the hands
We gone make a mess and we don’t make amends
Mante going crazy he flowing again
Scottie no pippen came in this b*tch drippin
Them 4s is still tipping
Throw it with my hands
Yeah
I need a bitch that’s gon act like a Stan
I don’t want her she a fan
Baby we shopping let’s go To Japan
I want me a bitch in Iran
I fuck her she minus well fuck on my friends
She freaky she nasty she got her a tan
She makin a mess with the hands
Ha pussy Is drumming I’m makin the band