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Don't Stop (Explicit) - Big Scarr
Tahj Money
Yep
Frozone
Mmm
Mmm
Mmm
Mmm
Uh
Yep
Uh
Yep
Shows coming in but the P's don't stop
P's don't stop
Put it in my nine
Ray Charles on the Glock
On the Glock
Big micro
Put a n***a in the box
Put him on box
Designer track runners
Double G's on my socks
On my socks
Uh
N***a
We ain't ducking no smoke
No
No
Only time we running when the narcs hit the spot
Yeah
The narcs
Uh
I'm really thugging in the streets
Only time I'm on the porch is when the box finna drop
Crybaby
Snotty nose
Boogers in the watch
Boogers in the watch
Psychic vision
Had a dream 'bout the guap
Dream 'bout the guap
Decapitate a n***a
Leave his brains in one spot
Brains in one spot
Contaminate a Glock with fresh blood from a opp
Yeah
A opp
N***a
We ain't squashing no beef
No
No
Spin again and again 'til somebody else dropped
Gotta drop
You would have been dead but you working with the cops
Working with the cops
Uh
What
Yep
Yep
Seventy-five shooters on point like a sniper
Shooters on go
F**k a Hellcat
Pulled up in the Viper
Yoom
S**tbag a n***a
Now you gotta wear a diaper
Christian Loub' shoes
Bleed red like a psycho
Drip
Hell nah
I don't want the P through the mail
Hit the road
Yeah
I still overnight 'em
No ship
We ain't saving h*es
Yeah
We only one-night 'em
Yeah
I just wanna f**k you and hold down
Hold the title
Hold the title
Thirty thousand in my jeans
Make my pants fit tighter
I'm the chosen one
Fit in line like the cycle
Stolen car with the dealer seal
No title
Free my dogs out the pen'
I'm on the road
Still righting 'em
Yep
Can't take me out
Up north in New York with the sticks and we screaming
F**k Rikers
Yep
Ride with them choppers like bikers
Like bikers
Shoot s**t up
I feel bad for a fighter
For a fighter
Real street n***a
You a Facebook typer
You a typer
Playing with the gang
Right or wrong
You in danger
Yep
Yep
Cool with clientele
I don't really serve strangers
Nope
Nope
Shooters on go
Hell nah
Can't tame 'em
Brrt
Smoke 'em with the wood
Faceless
Can't name 'em
Can't name 'em
I was down bad in the trap
I done came up
I done came up
Reach for the chain
Guarantee you'll get flamed up
Brrt
Brrt
Uh
Yep
Shows coming in but the P's don't stop
P's don't stop
Put it in my nine
Ray Charles on the Glock
Ray Charles on the Glock
Big micro
Put a n***a in the box
Put him on box
Designer track runners
Double G's on my socks
On my socks
Uh
N***a
We ain't ducking no smoke
No
No
Only time we running when the narcs hit the spot
From the narcs
Uh
I'm really thugging in the streets
Only time I'm on the porch is when the box finna drop
For the box
Crybaby
Snotty nose
Boogers in the watch
In the watch
Psychic vision
Had a dream 'bout the guap
Dream 'bout the guap
Decapitate a n***a
Leave his brains in one spot
One spot
Contaminate a Glock with fresh blood from a opp
Yep
A opp
N***a
We ain't squashing no beef
Spin again and again 'til somebody else dropped
Gotta drop
You would have been dead but you working with the cops
With the cops
B***h-a*s n***a
Yep
Mmm
Mmm
Mmm
Mmm
Mmm
Mmm
Yep
Yep
Yep
Yep
