Can’t stop it Song Details:
Can’t stop it Lyrics
BNYX!
Bag after bag after bag, I can’t stop
Years after Perc’ after Yes, I can’t stop
Hopped inside the Cayenne
Boot it up and then I fly
On the phone with my demon
We build it up and then retire
Toxic, toxic, yeah, came in that b! tch and we fired
Walk on the muhfu*cking ceiling
I’m booting up, baby could end in me flying
Yeah, they went copy my trend
They gone copy my side, they went copy the guy
I would go get myself more money, more money, more money
More money, don’t doubt on me
I bought a crib in the sky (Yeah, Woah)
Twenty-four seven, the big body down (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
Taking the yank, more janky, bankier
I run up this b! tch like a big ol’ tanky
The big body whip, pull out the big body
Swerve on the side, about to pull up, we cranky
I’m gonna pull up the tanky
I got the big ol’ whips, got the big ol’ Gl0cks
Got the big ol’ stick with a binkie (What? Shh)
You gone get whacked
You gone get whacked like a spanking (Mm-hm)
I been swerving on this Earth
Diamonds in my pinkie, yeah, the diamonds on my hair
Don’t know why I did this sh!t
Just heard it, then I do it
I don’t like all that talking back and forth
Just keep it murmur
Bye-bye (Phew), huh, fu*cking swerve
Yeah, I learned my lesson, for these jakes
I see they swerve
Go and they go get eaten up like a fish
Get eaten by a worm
R-I-P to the Dub man
They went try to get that on serve
Bag after bag after bag, I can’t stop
Yes after Perc’ after Yes, I can’t stop
Hopped inside the Cayenne
Boot it up and then I fly
On the phone with my demon
We build it up and then retire
Toxic, toxic, yeah, came in that b! tch and we fired
Walk on the muhfu*cking ceiling
I’m booting up, baby could end in me flying
Yeah, they went copy my trend
They gone copy my side, they went copy the guy
I would go get me more money, more money, more money
More money, don’t doubt on me