Won't Stop

Tried to show em love but they all hated chea
My old lady she be X rated, fam
Why ya chain look gold plated woah
Heading to the top ain't no more waiting
Uh, headed to the top and it won't stop uh
In the drop top uh
And it won't stop uh
Yeah it won't stop

I'm going hard in the game I'm never going soft
I been making assists they call me Chris Paul
And I'm off wall
Like Mike Jack in front of the bricks
You act tough for the chicks
It's sad I'm showin mad love
Browsing through Llemorstyles
That's how I browse for the drip
I hit jerry up direct you hit up PacSun chea
That's where I cop my first Fear Of God from woah
Woah first pick in the draft
I really think I'm in a zoo ya girl gimme giraffe
Kill the game the epitaph chea

Tried to show em love but they all hated chea
My old lady she be X rated, fam
Why ya chain look gold plated woah
Heading to the top ain't no more waiting
Uh, headed to the top and it won't stop uh
In the drop top uh
And it won't stop uh
Yeah it won't stop

Ppl do anything for fame in this lifetime
Who wants to be a millionaire wit no life lines
I gotta do it my way treat it like fine
And then I have to go left I'm out my right mind
I'm out in Dutch-land whipping up a mustang
Thinking about this I was wit we just buss springs
But will I ever see her again that enough things
Park it up at Wingstop I feel like picking up some wings

Tried to show em love but they all hated chea
My old lady she be X rated, fam
Why ya chain look gold plated woah
Heading to the top ain't no more waiting
Uh, headed to the top and it won't stop uh
In the drop top uh
And it won't stop uh
Yeah it won't stop yeah
Yeah



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Writer(s): Christopher Robertson
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