MVSCXT Lyrics

Can't stop

Won't stop

Can't stop

Won't stop

Let the bands pop

Somebody shoulda told em I'm the getting money mascot

Yaaaaaa

I'm at your neck

Like an ascot

People counting on me

Counting paper til I pass out

We bout to blow up

And we don't care bout what your mans got

Told em we be on the road to riches on the cash route

They thought that we were posing for the pictures in that glass house

This life is what you make it

Imma whip it to the last drop

Skrrrt

I'm outstanding so I stand out

And I can help you if you need a hand not a handout

I thought somebody told you I'm the man tell em stand down

This is God's Plan you're supposed to understand now

Cause every verse another rack up in the stash spot

Flip it and reverse it bring it back and make a band pop

Told em we're not playing with these rappers in the sandbox

These ladies pull their titties out and ask him for a hancock

Wow

Can't stop

Won't stop

Let the bands pop

Somebody shoulda told em I'm the getting money mascot

Yaaaaaa

I'm at your neck

Like an ascot

People counting on me

Counting paper til I pass out

We bout to blow up

And we don't care bout what your mans got

Told em we be on the road to riches on the cash route

They thought that we were posing for the pictures in that glass house

This life is what you make it

Imma whip it to the last drop

SKRRRT

Only death is guaranteed but this life is for the living

So as long as I'm alive then Imma get in where I fit in word up

It's backstrokes how we're swimming in these women

We got racks on top of racks inside this denim

Forever winning

Son got the glow

Stunt in the sun or the snow

I am the one on the low

We be running the show

I make it fun where I go

Loving the kid she be loving the flow

We got money to blow

Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds to throw

Bread on the rise like we covered the dough

Sleeping on me wake em up like a cup of the Joe

Can't stop

Won't stop

Let the bands pop

Somebody shoulda told em I'm the getting money mascot

Told em shoulda told em

I'm at your neck

Like an ascot

People counting on me

Counting paper til I pass out

We bout to blow up

And we don't care bout what your mans got

Told em we be on the road to riches on the cash route

They thought that we were posing for the pictures in that glass house

This life is what you make it

Imma whip it to the last drop

Skrrrt

Can't stop

Won't stop

Let the bands pop

Somebody shoulda told em I'm the getting money mascot

I'm at your neck

Like an ascot

This life is what you make it

Imma whip it to the last last drop