Standing On Ferraris
The Game Lyrics


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Yo, yeah I put that on Piru (put that on Piru, Piru)
Yo Game, let's go

I've been shot stabbed, left for dead
Walked through every hood in LA, bandana on my head
Guarantee that shit was red
Machetes and them choppers out
Bitches with their knockers out
I done fucked 'em all, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga
From the corner playing lookout to kitchen cookouts
Yeah, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga
In a six-four, six five, too big for a Bugatti
That's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga

Ran the west for a decade nigga, check the bio
Gave you Cincinnati fitteds like I get it in Ohio
Autographs on the vinyl made the Lamb albino
Straight away in the Wraith, that's a Peyton Manning spiral
You lookin' at your idol, Jesus wrote the Bible
Yeezus, that's my Nike town rival
Dare a nigga try me now, like why me now
Lookin' for Red Octobers, I will tie him down
Stay laced, spit nothin' but based, yeah
All my shit bump like Craig Mack face
Ask your favorite bitch how my dick taste
Ask your neighbor's bitch how my dick taste
Don't take orders, I dictate
Get your shit straight, dickface
Perpetual Rollies with the big face
I got 'em lovin' the movement
Beard so long, I'm feelin' like Rick Rubin

I've been shot stabbed, left for dead
Walked through every hood in LA, bandana on my head
Guarantee that shit was red
Machetes and them choppers out
Bitches with their knockers out
I done fucked 'em all, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga
From the corner playing lookout to kitchen cookouts
Yeah, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga
In a six-four, six five, too big for a Bugatti
That's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga

Top floor at the Biltmore
Say they want a war, shit, that's what I'm built for
Loungin', Miami with the eye candy
Bitches names Sandy and Bambi, my exes can't stand me
God blessed the nigga with more swag than Jigga
More hoes than Trigga, Trigga no, that's my nigga though
Figure four down, Figueroa
Rick Flair Phantom
All red flannel, niggas don't hit me though
Spit on models, R.Kelly, piss on the center fold
Ever since Doc showed me a billion in a envelope
Love Jimmy, fuck Interscope
I'm a don, walk outside, naked, Cuban cigar and Louboutins, huh
Shit on my lawn, snakes in the grass
I hear 'em slitherin' and hissin' whenever I pass
Ridin' 'round in somethin' French, Khloe Kardash'
Two-hundred on the dash, that's your ass

I've been shot stabbed, left for dead
Walked through every hood in LA, bandana on my head
Guarantee that shit was red
Machetes and them choppers out
Bitches with their knockers out
I done fucked 'em all, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga
From the corner playing lookout to kitchen cookouts
Yeah, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga
In a six-four, six five too big for a Bugatti
That's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga

Ayo this nigga Game bought me a motherfuckin' red Ferrari for my birthday, nigga
I put that on Piru
Told me I was honorary
I said nigga I'm whatever with this motherfuckin' red Ferrari nigga
Yeah, I take it
Nigga Game give out red Ferarris for no reason
It was just a Tuesday, a motherfuckin' Tuesday, yeah
Nigga said happy Tuesday Puff
Now the nigga wanna stand on my Ferrari everyday
Now the nigga wanna stand on my motherfuckin' Ferrari all the time

Drivin' down the street with Hype Williams shootin' a video
We ain't even shootin' a video, we just motherfuckin' ridin' down the street
This nigga got Hype Williams shootin' and shit, yeah
Yeah, see this what happens when that East meets West
We get together, know what I'm sayin'?
Say fuck the rest, we start partyin' and bullshittin'
Havin' a good time, throwin' pool parties and shit
Niggas start buyin' niggas from the East Coast Ferraris and shit
Shit all good, red Ferraris at that, nigga
Shit, ain't got no time for no other shit
I just got time to get this motherfuckin' money man
Get this money with me man
So that's what we decided to do so now we gettin' more money than anybody and everybody




And the only color that we really motherfuckin' at the end of the day
Gonna beef over is that motherfuckin' green motherfucker

Overall Meaning

The Game's song "Standing on Ferraris" is an ode to his success and the hard work he has put in to get to where he is today. The song begins with an acknowledgement of his past struggles as he describes being shot stabbed and left for dead, but he has since walked through every hood in LA, covered in red bandanas, showing that he is a warrior who has paid his dues. He then raps about everything he has accomplished, from playing lookout on the corner to cooking in the kitchen, using these experiences as a means to justify why he can now stand on Ferraris. The Game raps with confidence, asserting that he is too big for Bugattis, and is at a point in his career where he can enjoy the fruits of his labor. He recounts being a dominant force on the west coast for a decade, giving out Cincinnati fitted hats, making Lamborghinis albino, and cruising around in a 6'4" all in red. The song's chorus repeats that the reason he can stand on Ferraris is that he has slept with countless women and conquered every area he has walked through.


The Game then begins rapping about his status as a rap idol. He claims that Jesus is the author of the Bible and acknowledges his rivalry with fellow rapper Kanye West, who he refers to as his "Nike town rival." He warns those who might want to challenge him, referencing the popular sneaker "Red Octobers" and saying he will tie them down. He boasts about his unique style and the respect he commands from his peers, and how he can have any woman desire him. He concludes by asserting that he takes control of his life and has no time for anyone questioning his authority. Overall, the song is an unapologetic display of wealth, status, and a reputation that has been hard-earned.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, yeah I put that on Piru (put that on Piru, Piru)
I swear to God on my life as a member of the Piru street gang


I've been shot stabbed, left for dead
I've experienced extreme violence and survived


Walked through every hood in LA, bandana on my head
I've visited every neighborhood in Los Angeles while wearing a bandana


Guarantee that shit was red
The bandana was most likely a red one, symbolizing affiliation with the Bloods gang


Machetes and them choppers out
There are dangerous weapons such as machetes and automatic rifles present


Bitches with their knockers out
Women with large breasts are present


I done fucked 'em all, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga
I've had sex with many women, which is why I can afford to stand on expensive sports cars


From the corner playing lookout to kitchen cookouts
I've gone from being a lookout on the corner to hosting barbeques in my kitchen


Yeah, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga
My journey from humble beginnings to success is why I can afford to stand on luxury vehicles


In a six-four, six five, too big for a Bugatti
I drive a lowrider car model such as a '64 or '65 Chevy Impala, which is too big for a Bugatti


Ran the west for a decade nigga, check the bio
I've been a prominent figure in West Coast hip hop for ten years, as evidenced by my biography


Gave you Cincinnati fitteds like I get it in Ohio
I popularized Cincinnati Reds fitted hats just as if they were as popular in California as they are in Ohio


Autographs on the vinyl made the Lamb albino
I've signed records and made money, which I used to customize a Lamborghini and paint it white


Straight away in the Wraith, that's a Peyton Manning spiral
I drive a Rolls-Royce Wraith, and my driving skills are akin to an expert quarterback like Peyton Manning throwing a spiral


You lookin' at your idol, Jesus wrote the Bible
People consider me their idol, but I am nothing compared to Jesus, who wrote the Bible


Yeezus, that's my Nike town rival
Kanye West, who calls himself Yeezus, is my rival in the fashion world's NikeTown stores


Dare a nigga try me now, like why me now
I dare someone to test me now, asking why I've become so powerful and successful


Lookin' for Red Octobers, I will tie him down
If someone tries to find and take my coveted 'Red October' sneakers, I will retaliate and make them suffer


Stay laced, spit nothin' but based, yeah
I always wear good shoes and only rap about being true to your roots and upbringing


All my shit bump like Craig Mack face
All of my music has a powerful beat just like Craig Mack's face is very noticeable and prominent


Ask your favorite bitch how my dick taste
I've had sex with many women who would consider me their favorite partner


Ask your neighbor's bitch how my dick taste
My reputation as a ladies' man is so widespread that even a neighbor's girlfriend may have had sex with me


Don't take orders, I dictate
I am in charge and don't take orders from anyone


Get your shit straight, dickface
Straighten out your problems and views before talking to me, you idiot


Perpetual Rollies with the big face
I always wear a Rolex watch with a large face


I got 'em lovin' the movement
People admire and support my movement and message


Beard so long, I'm feelin' like Rick Rubin
My beard is so long that I feel like music producer Rick Rubin, who also has a long beard


Top floor at the Biltmore
I am staying in the luxurious top floor of the Biltmore Hotel


Say they want a war, shit, that's what I'm built for
If someone wants to fight me, I am more than prepared for it


Loungin', Miami with the eye candy
I am relaxing in Miami with attractive people around me


Bitches names Sandy and Bambi, my exes can't stand me
The women around me have names like Sandy and Bambi, and my ex-girlfriends dislike me


God blessed the nigga with more swag than Jigga
I have more style and swagger than hip hop mogul Jay-Z


More hoes than Trigga, Trigga no, that's my nigga though
I have more women than Trey Songz, although he is still my friend


Figure four down, Figueroa
I'm on Figueroa Street, a major road in Los Angeles notorious for its intersections where it's easy to do a 'figure four' turn


Rick Flair Phantom
I have a Rolls-Royce Phantom, which is customized to look like professional wrestler Ric Flair's robe


All red flannel, niggas don't hit me though
I'm wearing all red flannel and people don't try to mess with me


Spit on models, R.Kelly, piss on the center fold
I have sex with models and am similar to R. Kelly, who urinated on a model in a video


Ever since Doc showed me a billion in a envelope
After I saw Dr. Dre with a large sum of cash, I was inspired to become even more successful


Love Jimmy, fuck Interscope
I appreciate Jimmy Iovine's support but dislike the record label Interscope


I'm a don, walk outside, naked, Cuban cigar and Louboutins, huh
I'm the boss and can go outside naked while wearing expensive Louboutin shoes and smoking a Cuban cigar


Shit on my lawn, snakes in the grass
I have enemies who may try to harm me or damage my property


I hear 'em slitherin' and hissin' whenever I pass
I am aware that my enemies are plotting against me


Ridin' 'round in somethin' French, Khloe Kardash'
I am driving around in a French luxury vehicle with Khloe Kardashian as a passenger


Two-hundred on the dash, that's your ass
I drive very fast and anyone who tries to keep up will lose


Ayo this nigga Game bought me a motherfuckin' red Ferrari for my birthday, nigga
The rapper Game gifted me a red Ferrari on my birthday


I put that on Piru
I swear to God on my life as a member of the Piru street gang


Told me I was honorary
Game made me feel like an official member of his gang


I said nigga I'm whatever with this motherfuckin' red Ferrari nigga
I am happy and grateful to have received the gift regardless of my feelings towards Ferrari cars


Nigga Game give out red Ferrarris for no reason
Game sometimes gives out expensive red sports cars as gifts for no particular occasion


It was just a Tuesday, a motherfuckin' Tuesday, yeah
The day Game gave me the Ferrari was a completely ordinary Tuesday


Nigga said happy Tuesday Puff
Game wished me a happy Tuesday when he gave me the Ferrari gift


Now the nigga wanna stand on my Ferrari everyday
Game shows off by standing on my Ferrari frequently


Drivin' down the street with Hype Williams shootin' a video
Game and I are driving down the street while music video director Hype Williams films us


We ain't even shootin' a video, we just motherfuckin' ridin' down the street
We are not actually filming anything, just driving around for fun


This nigga got Hype Williams shootin' and shit, yeah
Game has a famous music video director filming our casual joyride


Yeah, see this what happens when that East meets West
Great collaborations occur when East Coast and West Coast hip hop artists work together


We get together, know what I'm sayin'?
East and West Coast musicians come together to create something special


Say fuck the rest, we start partyin' and bullshittin'
We don't care about anyone else and just want to have fun and party together


Havin' a good time, throwin' pool parties and shit
We are enjoying ourselves by throwing pool parties and other events


Niggas start buyin' niggas from the East Coast Ferraris and shit
West Coast rappers like Game are generous and purchase gifts like Ferraris for their East Coast counterparts


Shit all good, red Ferraris at that, nigga
Everything is great, and we are enjoying the red Ferrari sports cars as gifts


Shit, ain't got no time for no other shit
We are too busy having fun and being successful to worry about anything else


I just got time to get this motherfuckin' money man
My main focus is making money and becoming wealthy


Get this money with me man
Join me in making money and achieving success


So that's what we decided to do so now we gettin' more money than anybody and everybody
That is our plan, and we are successfully making more money than anyone else


And the only color that we really motherfuckin' at the end of the day
In the end, the only thing that really matters to us is the color green, or money


Gonna beef over is that motherfuckin' green motherfucker
We will argue and fight over money, the most important thing to us




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, ENTERTAINMENT ONE U.S. LP, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ORLANDO TUCKER, JAYCEON TAYLOR, STANLEY BERNARD BENTON, SEAN COMBS, CHRISTOPHER WALLACE

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