Stop It
don't do relationships, all I do is threesomes
Hunned karrot chain got me lookin' like I'm Jesus
38 sub ad-lib like Jeezy
Don't call niggas bro if my niggas ain't eatin'
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
Talkin' midget on my neck and that wrist look foolish
Niggas ain't turnt, he a turnt up tuna
Better check in when you slide through Cooper
Roll with 4Hunnid niggas
I ain't talking 'bout Juvy
Bitch, my lawyer wanna talk about movies
Bitch, you a throw off, you a goofy
Bitch, I would cool off in a Jacuzzi
I'm rich off hits, got Blood, got Crips on ten
Bool, man, fuck with my whoopy (Ayy)
We off heads, jumping out shootin' (Ayy)
Apartments, after dark troopin'
The homies got juice, saying: bitch, I'm the juice man
Toucan, different color birds I done flew in
2 grand, hundred thousand dollars on apparel
Skinny jeans, Versace, strawberry like Darryl
50k all year, big G's on my belt
Bitch, stop it, I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch, we don't do no boxing
Boy, stop, out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us to get poppin', bitch, stop it
Bitch, stop it, I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch, we don't do no boxing
Boy, stop, out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us to get poppin', bitch, stop it
Eight hunnid thousand dollars and I spent it on dope
400 Summers, got about a hunnid more
Yeah it's NWB, they don't want no smoke
And you know it's OMMIO
When I'm walking through the door
Ayy Joe
(What's up, part'?)
We gotta give 'em that G shit
(What's bracking then?)
I mean it gotta be funky
Hell yeah, YG from Bompton
Roddy Ricch from Compton, can't tell me nothing
Big gun with a whole hunnid
Shoot 50 in your face and your whole stomach
Slidin' in that club with a whole hunnid
This a Rolls not a Tundra, I'm a 54 stunna
I ain't no motherfuckin' bitch
You better greet me when you see me
Real gutta nigga, fuckin' bitches of of TV
Bitch, I'm in the polls
I ain't no nigga in the D-League
I'm in the Bay with Kamiyah
Selling white like I'm G-Eazy
Bitch, stop it, I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch, we don't do no boxing
Boy, stop, out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us to get poppin', bitch, stop it
Bitch, stop it, I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch, we don't do no boxing
Boy, stop, out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us to get poppin', bitch, stop it
I don't do relationships
All I do is threesomes
Look, all I do is break a bitch
I don't mistreat 'em
I don't do relationships,
All I do is threesomes
Look, all I do is break a bitch
I don't mistreat 'em
Bitch, stop it, I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch, we don't do no boxing
Boy, stop, out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us to get poppin', bitch, stop it
Bitch, stop it, I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch, we don't do no boxing
Boy, stop, out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us to get poppin', bitch, stop it
Hunned karrot chain got me lookin' like I'm Jesus
38 sub ad-lib like Jeezy
Don't call niggas bro if my niggas ain't eatin'
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
Talkin' midget on my neck and that wrist look foolish
Niggas ain't turnt, he a turnt up tuna
Better check in when you slide through Cooper
Roll with 4Hunnid niggas
I ain't talking 'bout Juvy
Bitch, my lawyer wanna talk about movies
Bitch, you a throw off, you a goofy
Bitch, I would cool off in a Jacuzzi
I'm rich off hits, got Blood, got Crips on ten
Bool, man, fuck with my whoopy (Ayy)
We off heads, jumping out shootin' (Ayy)
Apartments, after dark troopin'
The homies got juice, saying: bitch, I'm the juice man
Toucan, different color birds I done flew in
2 grand, hundred thousand dollars on apparel
Skinny jeans, Versace, strawberry like Darryl
50k all year, big G's on my belt
Bitch, stop it, I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch, we don't do no boxing
Boy, stop, out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us to get poppin', bitch, stop it
Bitch, stop it, I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch, we don't do no boxing
Boy, stop, out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us to get poppin', bitch, stop it
Eight hunnid thousand dollars and I spent it on dope
400 Summers, got about a hunnid more
Yeah it's NWB, they don't want no smoke
And you know it's OMMIO
When I'm walking through the door
Ayy Joe
(What's up, part'?)
We gotta give 'em that G shit
(What's bracking then?)
I mean it gotta be funky
Hell yeah, YG from Bompton
Roddy Ricch from Compton, can't tell me nothing
Big gun with a whole hunnid
Shoot 50 in your face and your whole stomach
Slidin' in that club with a whole hunnid
This a Rolls not a Tundra, I'm a 54 stunna
I ain't no motherfuckin' bitch
You better greet me when you see me
Real gutta nigga, fuckin' bitches of of TV
Bitch, I'm in the polls
I ain't no nigga in the D-League
I'm in the Bay with Kamiyah
Selling white like I'm G-Eazy
Bitch, stop it, I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch, we don't do no boxing
Boy, stop, out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us to get poppin', bitch, stop it
Bitch, stop it, I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch, we don't do no boxing
Boy, stop, out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us to get poppin', bitch, stop it
I don't do relationships
All I do is threesomes
Look, all I do is break a bitch
I don't mistreat 'em
I don't do relationships,
All I do is threesomes
Look, all I do is break a bitch
I don't mistreat 'em
Bitch, stop it, I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch, we don't do no boxing
Boy, stop, out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us to get poppin', bitch, stop it
Bitch, stop it, I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch, we don't do no boxing
Boy, stop, out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us to get poppin', bitch, stop it
Credits
Writer(s): Dijon Mcfarlane, Joseph Allen, Shahrukh Khan, Rodney Brown Jr.
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