"Please Stop Rapping" lyrics
Ooh, yeah
My voice already gone and shit, man, I been yellin' at this bitch
Bitch, where my money?
(Meech)
Yeah
Yeah, fuck the chit-chat, pull up straight sparking (Baow)
Gave your bitch back shots, Tray' Martin (Ooh, ayy)
Got some shit in my stash, call me James Harden
Every day, niggas cap, call 'em Hey Arnold!
Sneak dissin', when I pull up, niggas ain't talking (Bop)
Remixed her, yeah, put my nigga straight on her (Ayy, ayy)
Deep dish, just got cheese from a square bitch (Lame-ass bitch)
Give a fuck about your nails and your— (Give a fuck, bitch)
Ayy, catch an Instagram thug in public, smack his lips off (Smack his lips off)
What the fuck you gon' do about it? Niggas real soft
Try to sign me for two hundred thousand, sorry, deal off (Nope)
Nigga, stop cappin' 'bout that chain, what's the real cost? (Come on, be for real)
Color Purple, in the club, rainin' on your head (Raining on your head)
Your bitch gave me neck, head hangin' off the bed
Please don't push me, I'm hangin' off the ledge
Ayy, please don't tempt me, I ain't too proud to beg
Ayy, say that shit again, she like, "Play that shit again" (Play that shit again)
Niggas hatin' on the Kidd, but that ain't gon' make you win (That shit ain't gon' make you win)
Learned from them L's, had to take 'em to the chin (Ayy)
Why she thinkin' we together 'cause she ate a lil' dick?
Boy, please stop trappin' 'cause you ain't gon' get a check (Never)
Huh, can't stop hackin', they complainin' to the ref (Ayy)
Bitch, please stop yappin' if you ain't gon' give the neck
She must be a shoplifter how she take it from the back (How she take it from the back)
Last spotted in Miami, makin' plays off a new joint
How she callin' me a dog, but I made her to my pet?
Nigga weak than a bitch, please stop tellin' him he next (Please stop)
I'ma send him up to God since he hatin' 'cause I'm blessed (Hatin'-ass bitch)
Heard your lil' diss, they ain't gon' play it
Please stop rappin', you ain't gon' make it (You ain't gon; make it)
Come and get your bitch, it ain't no stayin' (Goddamn)
Got some golden head, she ain't no Saiyan (Ooh)
Got one in the head, it ain't no dangling
Pocket full of Jacksons, I ain't no Raven (Uh-uh)
Niggas sneak beefin', they ain't gon' say it
Push your shit back, this ain't daylight savings (Baow, baow)
Nigga
Ayy, I'ma name this bitch, "Please Stop Rapping" (Baow, baow)
Ayy, damn, how the fuck a rap beef turn into a track meet? (Damn)
Soon as he heard shots, he started runnin', get his ass beat (Bop, bop)
On the jet, sittin' in the front like the class geek (Ayy, ayy)
Body after body like a bootlegger with bad seats
Told the bitch get on her low shin like she ashy (Yeah, get on her knees)
Sucking dick for hours, she more tired than the athletes
Ayy, said she needed recess like Spinelli
Hell nah, bitch, I'm straight, I don't want none of your spaghetti
Fuck wrong with these hoes? I got bored with these bitches (I got real bored)
Pull up with that sweeper, they like chores to my killers
She done sucked herself to sleep, now she snorin', come and get her
Huh, please stop rappin', boy, you boring, ears bleeding (My fucking ears motherfucking bleeding)
Yeah, I know that ain't rhyme, but I mean it
Ayy
(Meech)
(Motherfucking ears fucking hurt like a motherfucker)
Bitch, ayy, please stop rappin', you ain't gon' make it
Goddamn, bitch (Yeah)
My voice already gone and shit, man, I been yellin' at this bitch
Bitch, where my money?
(Meech)
Yeah
Yeah, fuck the chit-chat, pull up straight sparking (Baow)
Gave your bitch back shots, Tray' Martin (Ooh, ayy)
Got some shit in my stash, call me James Harden
Every day, niggas cap, call 'em Hey Arnold!
Sneak dissin', when I pull up, niggas ain't talking (Bop)
Remixed her, yeah, put my nigga straight on her (Ayy, ayy)
Deep dish, just got cheese from a square bitch (Lame-ass bitch)
Give a fuck about your nails and your— (Give a fuck, bitch)
Ayy, catch an Instagram thug in public, smack his lips off (Smack his lips off)
What the fuck you gon' do about it? Niggas real soft
Try to sign me for two hundred thousand, sorry, deal off (Nope)
Nigga, stop cappin' 'bout that chain, what's the real cost? (Come on, be for real)
Color Purple, in the club, rainin' on your head (Raining on your head)
Your bitch gave me neck, head hangin' off the bed
Please don't push me, I'm hangin' off the ledge
Ayy, please don't tempt me, I ain't too proud to beg
Ayy, say that shit again, she like, "Play that shit again" (Play that shit again)
Niggas hatin' on the Kidd, but that ain't gon' make you win (That shit ain't gon' make you win)
Learned from them L's, had to take 'em to the chin (Ayy)
Why she thinkin' we together 'cause she ate a lil' dick?
Boy, please stop trappin' 'cause you ain't gon' get a check (Never)
Huh, can't stop hackin', they complainin' to the ref (Ayy)
Bitch, please stop yappin' if you ain't gon' give the neck
She must be a shoplifter how she take it from the back (How she take it from the back)
Last spotted in Miami, makin' plays off a new joint
How she callin' me a dog, but I made her to my pet?
Nigga weak than a bitch, please stop tellin' him he next (Please stop)
I'ma send him up to God since he hatin' 'cause I'm blessed (Hatin'-ass bitch)
Heard your lil' diss, they ain't gon' play it
Please stop rappin', you ain't gon' make it (You ain't gon; make it)
Come and get your bitch, it ain't no stayin' (Goddamn)
Got some golden head, she ain't no Saiyan (Ooh)
Got one in the head, it ain't no dangling
Pocket full of Jacksons, I ain't no Raven (Uh-uh)
Niggas sneak beefin', they ain't gon' say it
Push your shit back, this ain't daylight savings (Baow, baow)
Nigga
Ayy, I'ma name this bitch, "Please Stop Rapping" (Baow, baow)
Ayy, damn, how the fuck a rap beef turn into a track meet? (Damn)
Soon as he heard shots, he started runnin', get his ass beat (Bop, bop)
On the jet, sittin' in the front like the class geek (Ayy, ayy)
Body after body like a bootlegger with bad seats
Told the bitch get on her low shin like she ashy (Yeah, get on her knees)
Sucking dick for hours, she more tired than the athletes
Ayy, said she needed recess like Spinelli
Hell nah, bitch, I'm straight, I don't want none of your spaghetti
Fuck wrong with these hoes? I got bored with these bitches (I got real bored)
Pull up with that sweeper, they like chores to my killers
She done sucked herself to sleep, now she snorin', come and get her
Huh, please stop rappin', boy, you boring, ears bleeding (My fucking ears motherfucking bleeding)
Yeah, I know that ain't rhyme, but I mean it
Ayy
(Meech)
(Motherfucking ears fucking hurt like a motherfucker)
Bitch, ayy, please stop rappin', you ain't gon' make it
Goddamn, bitch (Yeah)
