Need 2 Stop (feat. DNA Stylez, Swirvin Irvin & jAzz)
I don't wanna know
You know what I'm holding
You know where to go
You need to stop hoping
I don't wanna know
You know what I'm holding
You know where to go
You need to stop hoping
Back across the ocean bitch I'm back in motion
I'm a smooth criminal slick without the lotion
All that bragging boasting leave ya chest wide open
Bottle steady dropping while ya eyes is closing
It's the west and the south so you know what we bout
Killers move in silence advise you shut yo mouth
Treat you like an ig post give ya ass a follow and
Hit you with a double tap if you chasing clout
Riverside repper moving with the steppers
Yall niggas bold face cap like a header
Might be looney but I'm in tune
Eat beef bitch like some dog food
With all the fuck shit my only move
When shit go bad it's still all good
But I don't think they hearing me
Yall hoes can't put no fear in me
Even with the smoke you kidding me
Please stop with ya blasphemy
Got real ones that'll blast for me
Get away from me if you disagree
Keep talking end up a casualty
I don't wanna know
You know what I'm holding
You know where to go
You need to stop hoping
I don't wanna know
You know what I'm holding
You know where to go
You need to stop hoping
I'm so fly from my kicks to my blicky
Rolling up sticky
Itching for a lick somebody get me
No lie I be the shit no lil dickey
Going up quickly
Pitching off a brick somebody hit me
I'm moving the product they knowing who is the hottest
Up to the roof with the profit until the coup is exotic
I'm in the booth with the topic I be the truth ain't no gossip
You better move it up off me I ain't in the mood for no talking
I'm gunning brutal for necks busting like rugers and techs
Summon a voodoo a hex I'm from the boot we the best
You unapproved for ya rep ya better move it and step
Know what it do when it flex be in a eulogy next
I'm never gon stop even if I get popped
I hold it down in the box like I do in the spot
Always knew you would talk homie now you the opp
I do my thang in a cell til I'm back on the block
I don't wanna know
You know what I'm holding
You know where to go
You need to stop hoping
I don't wanna know
You know what I'm holding
You know where to go
You need to stop hoping
You know what I'm holding
You know where to go
You need to stop hoping
I don't wanna know
You know what I'm holding
You know where to go
You need to stop hoping
Back across the ocean bitch I'm back in motion
I'm a smooth criminal slick without the lotion
All that bragging boasting leave ya chest wide open
Bottle steady dropping while ya eyes is closing
It's the west and the south so you know what we bout
Killers move in silence advise you shut yo mouth
Treat you like an ig post give ya ass a follow and
Hit you with a double tap if you chasing clout
Riverside repper moving with the steppers
Yall niggas bold face cap like a header
Might be looney but I'm in tune
Eat beef bitch like some dog food
With all the fuck shit my only move
When shit go bad it's still all good
But I don't think they hearing me
Yall hoes can't put no fear in me
Even with the smoke you kidding me
Please stop with ya blasphemy
Got real ones that'll blast for me
Get away from me if you disagree
Keep talking end up a casualty
I don't wanna know
You know what I'm holding
You know where to go
You need to stop hoping
I don't wanna know
You know what I'm holding
You know where to go
You need to stop hoping
I'm so fly from my kicks to my blicky
Rolling up sticky
Itching for a lick somebody get me
No lie I be the shit no lil dickey
Going up quickly
Pitching off a brick somebody hit me
I'm moving the product they knowing who is the hottest
Up to the roof with the profit until the coup is exotic
I'm in the booth with the topic I be the truth ain't no gossip
You better move it up off me I ain't in the mood for no talking
I'm gunning brutal for necks busting like rugers and techs
Summon a voodoo a hex I'm from the boot we the best
You unapproved for ya rep ya better move it and step
Know what it do when it flex be in a eulogy next
I'm never gon stop even if I get popped
I hold it down in the box like I do in the spot
Always knew you would talk homie now you the opp
I do my thang in a cell til I'm back on the block
I don't wanna know
You know what I'm holding
You know where to go
You need to stop hoping
I don't wanna know
You know what I'm holding
You know where to go
You need to stop hoping
Credits
Writer(s): Geoff Irvin
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