Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song STOP, artist - IDK. Album song IDK & FRIENDS :), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 08.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Clué
Song language: English
STOP |
| I got that money flow, never stop |
| My long shooter click until your head pop |
| He in that trap and it never stop |
| Feds got behind me, I swear that I never stop |
| Stop that shit |
| I got a bag and you not no bitch |
| In Miami and I just fucked a bad lil bitch |
| Can’t stop that shit |
| Look at my wrist, that’s rocks, lil bitch |
| I got some drip on my socks |
| I beat up the bags, box |
| Just bought the Jag with the stash spot |
| Can’t fall in love with no damn thot, uh |
| My shit VVS and you still wear the silverware |
| My shooters ain’t playin' fair, they robbin' everywhere |
| Fuck on his broad, now he wanna kill me |
| Motherfuck the feds 'cause they still tryna jail me |
| Walk in the club and we turn it up |
| The fuck nigga tried me, got burnt up |
| When I come in your city my burner tucked |
| Shoot his ass in the face since he act so tough |
| I want more racks, I can’t get enough |
| Got a hundred on stripes, we blowin' shit up |
| Double back with this molly, you stiff and you stuck |
| Bitch I’m a rich shooter, be fuckin' shit up |
| I got that money flow, never stop |
| My long shooter click until your head pop |
| He in that trap and it never stop |
| Feds got behind me I swear that I never stop |
| Stop that shit |
| I got a bag and you not no bitch |
| In Miami and I just fucked a bad lil bitch |
| Can’t stop that shit |
| Look at my wrist, that’s rocks, lil bitch |
| I got that money flow, never stop (Right) |
| They sent me deal and that shit was nah |
| Some niggas be snitchin', some niggas hot (Right) |
| Some niggas be flippin' in with the pot |
| See me I’m no gangster, no lacker, no actor, no chopper |
| The only nigga to admit I’m a rapper |
| You spend your money on a bitch, I just stack up |
| My phone be beepin' like a truck 'bout to back up |
| That’s conference, y’all |
| Bitch I’m a boss (Right) |
| I got lawyers and accountants on call |
| I know shooters, make 'em made they gon' draw |
| Now your body is surrounded by chalk (Yeah) |
| I’m from a place where the doggy gon' bark |
| And if you get hit, they ain’t callin' no law |
| But if you get caught, they ain’t droppin' no charge |
| Have you eatin' Big Texas while rockin' the orange |
| Wailin' over captain, I’m from that PG, yeah |
| Rappin' over trappin', I made two hundred bands |
| If they come kick in the door (Yeah, yeah) |
| I don’t know what happens (IDK) |
| I got that money flow, never stop |
| They sent me deal and that shit was nah |
| Some niggas be snitchin', some niggas hot |
| But ain’t none of my niggas was ever locked |
| I got that money flow, never stop |
| My long shooter click until your head pop |
| He in that trap and it never stop |
| Feds got behind me, I swear that I never stop |
| Stop that shit |
| I got a bag and you not no bitch |
| In Miami and I just fucked a bad lil bitch |
| Can’t stop that shit |
| Look at my wrist, that’s rocks, lil bitch |