Don't Stop
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh
This shit so hard
Hey, this shit hard as a motherfucker
Hold up, wait
Paper route frank
Just pulled up at the paper route bank
Paper rout, championship ring
Who me? Yeah, I'm out of your range
Gangsta bought a G Wagon, not a Range
That girl brain, insane
Your homeboy, too lame
Hundred bands, ain't nothing but a new chain
Tell me another nigga do it like him, give a fuck like him, ran it up like him
Nigga look like him, he a crook like him
Lab shook like him, fuck it up like him
Na nigga, we don't love sluts like film stars
Start snitching to get out the handcuffs like them
Can't fuck with you if you fucking with them
Sorry, damn
Damn boy, you just don't stop
If it ain't a new watch, it's a new drop
If it ain't a new drop, it's a new bitch
If it ain't a new bitch, it's new lick
Bitches in the 488 too lit
Blunt so big, use it for a pool stick
She too thick, no toothpick
Gotta start a dice game at Ruth Chris
Don't stop, don't stop (Never, never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never, never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never, never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never, never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never, never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never, never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never, never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never, never)
Pull up in a V8 no shirt
Big pump, big racks and a Glock 40
Hood nigga say he don't know me ask an OG been wrecking shit since I started walking
Shoot him on sight, no talking
30 in the clip, no pocket
Hood nigga high stay coughing
He don't want problems, keep quiet
We don't give a fuck, crack him then hit him up
In the club throwing signs with my fingers up
Three hoes in the room and they finna fuck
Put dick in her mouth and the hoe sure suck it
I scream out love but I really be pluckin'
Tell all my bitches a whole lotta nothing
If you have your hoe nigga you lucky
Me and the gang pass these hoes like it's Rugby
Bitch I'ma hot steamer, Crockpot
Whole hundred rounds, let the K pop
Say you trapping, I hope not
One false move nigga get shot
Young rich nigga got a whole lot
Hangin' out the auto with two thots
Hit her from the back like oo
And she like "don't stop, don't stop, don't stop"
Don't stop, don't stop (Never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never)
Fizzle!
Uh
This shit so hard
Hey, this shit hard as a motherfucker
Hold up, wait
Paper route frank
Just pulled up at the paper route bank
Paper rout, championship ring
Who me? Yeah, I'm out of your range
Gangsta bought a G Wagon, not a Range
That girl brain, insane
Your homeboy, too lame
Hundred bands, ain't nothing but a new chain
Tell me another nigga do it like him, give a fuck like him, ran it up like him
Nigga look like him, he a crook like him
Lab shook like him, fuck it up like him
Na nigga, we don't love sluts like film stars
Start snitching to get out the handcuffs like them
Can't fuck with you if you fucking with them
Sorry, damn
Damn boy, you just don't stop
If it ain't a new watch, it's a new drop
If it ain't a new drop, it's a new bitch
If it ain't a new bitch, it's new lick
Bitches in the 488 too lit
Blunt so big, use it for a pool stick
She too thick, no toothpick
Gotta start a dice game at Ruth Chris
Don't stop, don't stop (Never, never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never, never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never, never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never, never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never, never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never, never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never, never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never, never)
Pull up in a V8 no shirt
Big pump, big racks and a Glock 40
Hood nigga say he don't know me ask an OG been wrecking shit since I started walking
Shoot him on sight, no talking
30 in the clip, no pocket
Hood nigga high stay coughing
He don't want problems, keep quiet
We don't give a fuck, crack him then hit him up
In the club throwing signs with my fingers up
Three hoes in the room and they finna fuck
Put dick in her mouth and the hoe sure suck it
I scream out love but I really be pluckin'
Tell all my bitches a whole lotta nothing
If you have your hoe nigga you lucky
Me and the gang pass these hoes like it's Rugby
Bitch I'ma hot steamer, Crockpot
Whole hundred rounds, let the K pop
Say you trapping, I hope not
One false move nigga get shot
Young rich nigga got a whole lot
Hangin' out the auto with two thots
Hit her from the back like oo
And she like "don't stop, don't stop, don't stop"
Don't stop, don't stop (Never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never)
Don't stop, don't stop (Never)
Fizzle!
Credits
Writer(s): Raymond Alexander Cham, Jeannette Ortega, Lisa Marie Simmons, Jay Williams
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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