STOP IT

(album: Big Talk, Vol. 1 - 2019)

Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I pull off in traffic
Not stalled in the 'matic
You know that he'll back it
I beg him don't back it
I'm tryna get home, so I told him don't slap it
I'll slap up the pussy, don't clap it, don't clap it
They thought they could hack it, but they couldn't hack it
Cah I'm too erratic, my guydem emphatic
My whip automatic
I manually drag it
She asked me to tap it but I didn't tap it
I-I-I piss off my ex cah I'm rich and I'm rapping
The stripper is Spanish, I don't speak the language
I can't understand but my dick understand it
She calling me?
What the fuck is she calling me?
Fuck what she called him
I got the cabbage
I twist up a batter
The man [?] the finest
I smoke with the man, [?], that's the mandem
My foreign is white, my jacket is white
I made money off wire and for that I'm embarrassed
I jump on the jet with no cabin for baggage
I pack what I want, at the border I blag it
[?], actually rung on my man and he brang it
I told him to bring it
I'll pay for his flight if he smuggle the food
To the spot that I'm lining
They wanted to
They wanted to stop it but they couldn't stop it
They told me to drop it but I didn't drop it
Now I got a wad I can't fit in my pocket
I prod on a profit
I pest to the profit
I piss of the prophet
I buck up the profit
He brought me the prophets, oracles, and boffins
They told me I got it
I know that I got it
I don't deal with boffins
I'm finding with bore
And I roll with the realest, the brothers on tour
And they had our security, hit him and floor him
The same man that's hating, and painting, and flooring
They told me bring 1 in but Wizzy bring 4 in
They told me bring some in but Wizzy bring more in
You want it, then show me
That's 10 more insurance
She wanted to fuck 'cause she heard I'm enormous
I roll with the [?], make 20 fine orders
We splash at the jeweler, you juul'd at the jeweler
You walk in with me, get a swift likkle schooling
Like "that's one's a VS and that one's a Flawless
You can't afford that, that's for rappers and Saudis
You can't afford that 'cah it's crappy and cloudy"
You smoke on the shh, I roll on the loudy
The feds want me loyal but I'm not a bounty
You're loyal to feds
You was never on corners
I roll with the [?]
And local killers that turn into farmers
We don't speed no more but they beg here regardless
I pull up with Rollies and Royces with armor
I used to be broke but I caught up with karma
I'm feeding like eyes
If you're a famer, better go hide all that good marijuana
If you got weed and it's dead then I'll judge him
I roll with the Mac and he won't sell you nothing
Unless you're a bro or a pal or a cousin
They thought they was plugged in but they wasn't plugged in
It's frosty house wars and I gotta leave you buzzing
If any time coming, it isn't coming
They 40 years old and still type as the youngins
Beg you allow it, you're stinky
I wear what you earn in a year on my pinky
You're tiny and whiny and overly wimpy
You talk on the net, not a talker in person
I beg you to choke or my temper'll worsen
I know if I flip out, you're hurting for certain
I got me a blade, it'll perch on a person