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They Can't Stand It
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They Can't Stand It was released on September 30, 2025 by Columbia as a part of the album Everything Must Go
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Release DateSeptember 30, 2025
LabelColumbia
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ABGR Lil Cory
ABGR Lil Cory
Performer
Bally Benjamin
Bally Benjamin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jecorion Hollingsworth
Jecorion Hollingsworth
Lyrics, Composer
Bally Benjamin
Bally Benjamin
Composer, Lyrics
Matthew Edward Robinson
Matthew Edward Robinson
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mattazik
Mattazik
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
[Chorus]
In the trap, got candy (Yeah), bankroll big, gigantic, yeah
Cashin' out, I spend it, **** mad, ain't got a penny
**** pocket hurtin', was fucked up, I just still stand what they made me
I was down, but now I'm up, these **** hate it, they can't stand me
Designered down, I got that stuff on, make your bitch come out her panties
Smellin' good, she tryna eat me up, this lil' bitch right here nasty
Jewelry hittin' from a distance, still can see me, my shit flashin'
V8 motor, I'll pull up, hit the gas and this bitch snatchin'
[Verse 1]
I'm a player, put the lil' ho on a run, I ain't too romantic
I'm so icy like a freezer, all these diamonds on me dancin'
Call my phone and it ain't 'bout money, I ain't tryna do no chattin'
In the trap, I'm tryna jugg somethin', all these racks ain't come from scammin'
Money stacked 'bout tall as me, talkin' paper, I got plenty
Movin' slow, I'm steady sippin', keep pourin' lines up in my beverage
**** hopped up in that water, fucked 'round, drowned 'cause he wasn't ready
I got back and I ain't talkin' dougie, I got so much fetty, yeah
[Chorus]
In the trap, got candy (Yeah), bankroll big, gigantic, yeah
Cashin' out, I spend it, **** mad, ain't got a penny
**** pocket hurtin', was fucked up, I just still stand what they made me
I was down, but now I'm up, these **** hate it, they can't stand me
Designered down, I got that stuff on, make your bitch come out her panties
Smellin' good, she tryna eat me up, this lil' bitch right here nasty
Jewelry hittin' from a distance, still can see me, my shit flashin'
V8 motor, I'll pull up, hit the gas and this bitch snatchin'
[Verse 2]
Pull off, fishtail, bend the corner
Pockets fat, they full of commas
This a spot, I'll trap it out
This bitch hot as Arizona
This bitch hotter than a sauna
Rollin' like this bitch on wheels
Tell that bitch, "Talk to me nice
I might buy yourself a meal"
I'ma jugg forever like I'm Scooter
All that cash came out the street
Thousand bags stuffed in the closet
Spot ain't even got a key
It was sloppy when I made it
Rubber bands, that made it neat
Know these fuck **** can't stand it
Bitch-ass ****, take a seat
[Chorus]
In the trap, got candy (Yeah), bankroll big, gigantic, yeah
Cashin' out, I spend it, **** mad, ain't got a penny
**** pocket hurtin', was fucked up, I just still stand what they made me
I was down, but now I'm up, these **** hate it, they can't stand me
Designered down, I got that stuff on, make your bitch come out her panties
Smellin' good, she tryna eat me up, this lil' bitch right here nasty
Jewelry hittin' from a distance, still can see me, my shit flashin'
V8 motor, I'll pull up, hit the gas and this bitch snatchin'
Written by: Bally Benjamin, Jecorion Hollingsworth, Matthew Edward Robinson
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