Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Betta Stop, artist - Young Chris. Date of issue: 27.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Betta Stop |
| Type of Shit I Like to pull up to |
| Pull up like skrrr |
| Whut up niggas |
| Drop that bag off |
| See my team eating and yall team sleep |
| So all that get money shit yall talk about Betta Stop |
| (Verse 1 — Young Chris) |
| Been High since I came in the game that purple rain flow |
| Tired of school bustin some 30's |
| Hiding my pain though |
| Paper stack like cake yo |
| Back in the trenches tryin to creep up on some bankroll |
| Same clothes till there’s big faces and my chain go blang mo' |
| Niggas pillow talkin with the same hoes |
| Same ol' devious creature that Peen dating |
| I seen her out with meek and Deen she dream chasin |
| Betta stop (uh) |
| Better throw up |
| For the rainy days that fast money slow up |
| And the feel when they try to tag your toe up |
| We drinkin straight we dont ever pour up |
| Niggas sleep on them blow ups till we blow up |
| Niggas stop cereal for lunch |
| Cold cuts or dinner |
| Forgive me lord im a sinner |
| Smoke marajana for breakfast |
| This game tryin to depress us |
| Closest to the closer famoso for the closure |
| Good morning niggas |
| (Break) |
| (Verse 2 — Young Chris) |
| Pimps up hoes down ten toes down mo' work and more pounds |
| Niggas better go or pay ya hear that knock early a.m. the federals are there |
| I ain’t scared im just smokin eatin edibles in here |
| Homies did a nuff time pray I never go through there |
| Know you feel if your family for time to go through years and get left hanging |
| Fake homie I thought you cared |
| No tears young jizzle |
| Seen it all taught to load a muppet every month to clean em off |
| Pirex’s up in the kitchen show you you how to fry up a pigeon |
| They couldn’t see my vision had to switch up on a mission had to stop |
| Shake the blocks switch up the rock all in a day it changed balin with Jay and |
| Dame |
| I said fuck it cut off the luggage and the way of things |
| Killem later fuck the haters its the players game welcome to the fame niggas |
| (Interude) |
| (Verse 3 — Young Chris) |
| Betta stop nigga think about what you doin before them boy start shooting pack |
| Like you ain’t got everything for the low a couple bitches that fluent |
| The black mask when i do em cause pussy niggas be suen betta stop |
| Look and think about who you roll with |
| Before them cops be knowin about them shots we thrownin |
| From prison picking your body that vortex in your toe and |
| You payin taxes for life till them gansta naggas you owe 'em |
| Betta stop |
| Who you think goin to get caught in that rain though heard you niggas is pussy |
| they ain’t snorting cocain smoking weed from the derb painkillers for the pain |
| more pain from the flow |
| Champagne for the bros |