CAN'T STOP ft. GMB Deuce Lyrics

I'm stuck in my mood (Uh huh)

Just sit the fuck back and just watch how I groove (Watch I groove)

Spent some rack on some shoes (On some shoes)

Yeah we get to the bag You can't do what we do (Uh uh)

And you plotting on who? (On who)

Yeah we gon come on yo block we gone do what it do (fye fye)

And it's YF x DEUCE (Let's go)

Bitch if you play with my brother get picked like a tooth

(We gon)

Come on my block and nigga it get scary

(We gon)

Put you on TV like you Tom and Jerry (Uh huh)

Y'all niggas be pussy, rats, and y'all fairy (Fairy)

I got me a automatic I'm not worried (Fye)

I pull up in SRT, watch me swerve it (Skrrtt)

These niggas can't touch me, I be purgin (Uh huh)

These niggas they industry

Pockets hurtin (Hurtin)

They say they caught up to me

I'm not worried (Uh Uh)

We pull up in drop tops (Skrrtt)

When I pull up ul' make your bitch heart stop (Uh-Uh)

No you can't top us

We gone send up some shots at ya shottas' (Shot shot)

Make your bitch cha cha

If you reach you get hit with this glock pop (Uh yea)

I'm not a rockstar

I'm so gangsta I hang with some rostas (Uh yea)

Going to the top now

I'ma keep running no I'm not slowing down

I got money I'm never gone run it out

Pop my shit now they wanna top me now

Pop my shit now they wanna top me now

Pop my shit now they wanna top me now

Pop my shit now they wanna top me now

Pop my shit now they wanna top me now

Top me now top me now

I'm not a regular nigga I go to the bank to deposit don't really be spending

When I go spend and I can take out a band

But it really depend how ya nigga be feeling

I don't got time for the bitches who using ya name for the clout

Because that be the end of it

I can't end up like a rapper who claim he a trapper

And don't really rap what he living in

Been thru so much start to feel like I'm losing it all

but I promise i do know the ending

Why would you lie and you told me you love me

And I gave it all to the max fuck the minimum

Boy wanna problem I told em come get em some

Niggas be pussy but they never been in one

I had a hoe she would suck on the dick

And she know what I need I would just call her cinnamon

I'm like a rookie but feel like a veteran

I be humble but I know who im better than

We got beef like what you talking let's settle it

Push start pink slip hit the pedal bitch

Rockstar

With the money come problems

And nowadays I just don't know how to solve em

And reminiscing bout the mfn bottle

She said "you hate me" but I promise she crazy

She pulling up and now she calling me baby

Say fuck the niggas who be talking in Cases

I keep it clean but brodie gotta few Cases

Like what you know bout tripping tie up ya laces

I move correctly You know I move in patience

I step directly I can't go out I'm waiting

I hit the studio Cause I gotta make it

She said she gotta man but know she can take it don't fake it

Let's Go!