Stop It Lyrics

If you know what she do to me you'll be sick

You gone be teed stop claiming yo bitch

If he spin thru here we flaming da whip

He try to send a bitch I'm flaming da bitch

I catch a nigga down bad den he hit

It ain't no limit to da Shyt I can get

Phone blowing up nigga need a quick fix

When I blow up put ap on the wrist

Walking wit a stick you can't even get

Nigga get shook wen we walk in this bitch

She better not look or I'm taking his bitch

She ain't acting right I'm replacing the butch

Niggas be rats caught a case and he snitched

Chopper hitting heat the bass in this bitch

I see my Vick he ain't safe in this bitch

His eyes got big when he seen the Drac lift

It ain't automatic I empty the clip

I call the gun Beyblade I let it rip

That nigga Jeff hardy I make him flip

Perform in the party Glick in the dip go up get a rari race on the strip

He flex on the strip we're taking that shit

All blues in my pocket I'm making that Shyt

I up wit the pole and face me a bitch

Free all my niggas caught cases and Shyt

Used to be real turned fake bout a bitch

I made them bands put it up shit lit

When I felll off I bounce back quick

You might not see it but don't think I'm a lick

Put the flashlight on em I'm not taking a pic

The law asking question I don't know shit

We ain't rolling dice but the .45 hit

You going up fr you play in the party

Sd got some Shyt the size of a rocket

10 milly in the box I am not roddy

Speak on my name niggas need to stop it

He got the glock but he not gone pop it

A nigga shot he fuck around and dropped it

Your plug call me for the p's I'm the socket

She get on her knees and she eat it sloppy

I got them bands on me no wallet

Trusting my brothers I'm knowing they solid

Let's talk about pleas Ain never cop it