Stop No Never

Bitch I go forever, I don't stop no never (okay, okay) Tonka finna slide your face is full of rubber (ooh) Mahn you think you know me, think you know me better (gimme hey) Bitch you don't know nothing you don't know me better (you don't know me better hey) If you ain't my twin then bitch ain't my brother (ain't my twin no) Pussy try to play me bite the curb the rubble (curb) Dump him in the ocean make him float forever Shoot his head don't make him move (hey, hey, hey) Imma light the room Bitch I'm high that shrooms, (ooh) money look like food Yeah my pockets full of lettuce While my band ready to shoot (baow) I put money on yo head oh just incase I miss a few Pussy try to run me up bitch I got one on me too Got a Glock 19 that shit with a switch huh Red dot on yo' head flicking up my fuckin' wrist huh Ion play wit' little toys, I got big boy guns huh Let me go up to yo' neck and bite that bullet that shot right to you huh Shot right to you huh You won't see me no, my Trackhawk finna' go Highway, highspeed V8 Engine roar Pink slips got that boy up tripping motorsport Fuck a civic, Porsche Cayenne clicks a f1 course I be moving f1 speeds my whip be gripping force Please don't try me bitch, oh I swear to god I see a whole lotta red bitch you gonna need a mop Bitch you run up me you dead, oh mahn yeah you talk a lot You be calling up the feds but on my side like man oh fuck I can't fuck with snitches, I don't fuck with rodents Looking like a rat while you just hold dat poison Hit him wit a trap that cheese got sniffing noses Fuck out my business, fuck out my motion Bitch I go forever, I don't stop no never (okay, okay) Tonka finna slide your face is full of rubber (ooh) Mahn you think you know me, think you know me better (gimme hey) Bitch you don't know nothing, you don't know me better (you don't know me better hey) If you ain't my twin then bitch ain't my brother (ain't my twin no) Pussy try to play me bite the curb the rubble (curb) Dump him in the ocean make him float forever Shoot his head don't make him move (hey, hey, hey) Imma light the room Bitch I'm high that shrooms, (ooh) money look like food Yeah my pockets full of lettuce While my band ready to shoot (baow) I put money on yo head oh just incase I miss a few Pussy try to run me up bitch I got one on me too Got a Glock 19 that shit with a switch huh Red dot on yo' head flicking up my fuckin' wrist huh Ion play wit' little toys, I got big boy guns huh Let me go up to yo' neck and bite that bullet that shot right to you huh