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Eli Fross

Can't Stop

 

Can't Stop

(Album: CESAR - 2020)


Yeahhhhhhh
Rip little bro Todd
Stack, stack, stack stack
Great John on the beat by the way

I got shootas look
Stack up that bread like I'm Jewish, look

Hop out and blast, I got shootas, look (huh)
Stack up that bread like I'm Jewish, look (huh)
Big .40 on me, have you looking up
And I ain't cuffing on no thot, I need groupie love
Riding through that storm by my lonely
I Know these niggas watching, so it's on me
You could get shot, could get popped
Once I start shooting can't stop (bow pop pop)

Hop out and blast, I got shootas, look (huh)
Stack up that bread like I'm Jewish, look (huh)
Big .40 on me, have you looking up
And I ain't cuffing on no thot, I need groupie love (huh)
Riding through that storm by my lonely (yeah)
I Know these niggas watching, so it's on me (yeah)
You could get shot, could get popped (ooo yeah)
Once I start shooting can't stop (huh)

No I cannot stop, tell me why would I stop?
If I hesitate to finish him, I might die
She love the way I be drilling it, like she my opp
I keep a choppa [?], and I'm on time
And it's gon' be my time, when I'm gon' die
Don't be crying at my funeral, we outside
They listen to me cause I'm lyrical, don't just rhyme
This shit is clinical, call my [?]
Just a year ago I was bummy
I was rocking the same jeans, getting booked for tryna make some money
I was hungry, chop a rat like a mummy
In my city, I got beef
Imma smoke him if he start to fronting, not for nothing
Niggas mad n niggas stunting
There's too much money to start beef, there's niggas out here really hungry
Now [?] bluffing, smoke this gas and count these hundreds
Let this bitch blow my meat
Send her back to you like it was nothing, stupid dummy

Hop out and blast, I got shootas, look (huh)
Stack up that bread like I'm Jewish, look (huh)
Big .40 on me, have you looking up
And I ain't cuffing on no thot, I need groupie love
Riding through that storm by my lonely
I Know these niggas watching, so it's on me
You could get shot, could get popped
Once I start shooting can't stop

Hop out and blast, I got shootas, look (huh)
Stack up that bread like I'm Jewish, look (huh)
Big .40 on me, have you looking up
And I ain't cuffing on no thot, I need groupie love (huh)
Riding through that storm by my lonely (yeah)
I Know these niggas watching, so it's on me (yeah)
You could get shot, could get popped
Once I start shooting can't stop

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