Won't Stop
Imma grudge holder
Big bud smoker
Same one that took ya girl but when around I don't know her
Strap toter
Crown mixed with the soda
She tried to break my heart but didn't know I am way colder
Blame it on my past when cutting grass ain't see the cobras
Bounced back they get in path my first reaction run them over
Stayed down till I came up sleeping on my grandma sofa
Biggest comeback this my year I'm feeling just like Soulja
Built different bitch swear I'm like dat
Beat it down she need an ice pack
I'm slick as Rick without the eye patch
Come get yo bitch
I mean your wife back
Sound good on the beat but we know he capping though
Don't play with the team the heat we send rápido
Make you disappear come to the magic show
Hop in the coup just to see just how fast it go
Benjis we stacking those
Spend some and stack some more
Want me to cuff then prepare to bend backwards hoe
Dont like the post twelve already tapping phones
Finna go up straight outta catapult
Cuzo was trippin told me what I had to know
Claim he gangsta but his own who he ratted on
Thinking should I let it go or just tax the hoe
Fuck it, I might let shit blow like a saxophone
Gone get it then have a toast
She gifted she snatching souls
Mine were badder I don't care if you smashed the most
She left you cause you broke don't know what you trappin for
Mine come with no panties your's come with baggage bro
My name is Stunna Luciano and my DJ is B Eazy
I like Frosites and Gelato even though it makes me sleepy
Please don't let this school boy fool you bitch I'm ready just like Cicis
Last one tried learned the hard way had to get it bruh was re re
Growing up I couldn't get much now check the drip I need a squeegee
If you think that I'm a sucker or don't love me then just leave me
Anyone can see that I'm a beast and that's including Stevie
And they know that they can't hold me like if they drunk too much Fiji
I won't stop
Until I make it to the top
Ain't making friends I'm cashing qwap
Blue Benjamins I need a lot
When times get though I still won't stop
Until I make it to the top
Ain't making friends I'm chasing qwap
Blue Benjamins I need a lot
When times get tough I still won't stop
Big bud smoker
Same one that took ya girl but when around I don't know her
Strap toter
Crown mixed with the soda
She tried to break my heart but didn't know I am way colder
Blame it on my past when cutting grass ain't see the cobras
Bounced back they get in path my first reaction run them over
Stayed down till I came up sleeping on my grandma sofa
Biggest comeback this my year I'm feeling just like Soulja
Built different bitch swear I'm like dat
Beat it down she need an ice pack
I'm slick as Rick without the eye patch
Come get yo bitch
I mean your wife back
Sound good on the beat but we know he capping though
Don't play with the team the heat we send rápido
Make you disappear come to the magic show
Hop in the coup just to see just how fast it go
Benjis we stacking those
Spend some and stack some more
Want me to cuff then prepare to bend backwards hoe
Dont like the post twelve already tapping phones
Finna go up straight outta catapult
Cuzo was trippin told me what I had to know
Claim he gangsta but his own who he ratted on
Thinking should I let it go or just tax the hoe
Fuck it, I might let shit blow like a saxophone
Gone get it then have a toast
She gifted she snatching souls
Mine were badder I don't care if you smashed the most
She left you cause you broke don't know what you trappin for
Mine come with no panties your's come with baggage bro
My name is Stunna Luciano and my DJ is B Eazy
I like Frosites and Gelato even though it makes me sleepy
Please don't let this school boy fool you bitch I'm ready just like Cicis
Last one tried learned the hard way had to get it bruh was re re
Growing up I couldn't get much now check the drip I need a squeegee
If you think that I'm a sucker or don't love me then just leave me
Anyone can see that I'm a beast and that's including Stevie
And they know that they can't hold me like if they drunk too much Fiji
I won't stop
Until I make it to the top
Ain't making friends I'm cashing qwap
Blue Benjamins I need a lot
When times get though I still won't stop
Until I make it to the top
Ain't making friends I'm chasing qwap
Blue Benjamins I need a lot
When times get tough I still won't stop
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Writer(s): Jeremy Ruffin
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