"won't stop" lyrics

"won't stop"

(Makers)
(Good job, Turbo)

I thought I told you time and time again, this shit won't stop
I backend show by show, I'm tryna triple and double the pot
Booked for at least six figures a show or more from here on out (Six figures)
Pull up in that '25 Rolls, all-gray interior for whenever it's cloudy (Whenever it's cloudy)
Every day, buildin' my growth, I'm chasin' health and wealth, not clout (Ah)
Bad bitches under my belt, I cook like a chef, I'm Mr. Chow
And we ain't goin' on sprees, but I spend G's whenever I browse
Mink on all of my carpets, at the house, I walk on clouds

Soon as I get off this work, I'm out the door, I'm in and out (I'm in and out)
Baby girl slurp it and burp, just like a Perc', I'm in her mouth
Niggas is green as my turf, I got out the dirt without no doubt (Without no doubt)
Money keep comin' and comin', we savin' the winter, this summer, we wildin' (We wildin')
I can't even call it freestylin', young Wunna designin', the style ain't free (The style ain't free)
Travel the globe like a 'Trotter, I'm goin' back to Saudi to pick up the cream
Land in the A, hit the office, I got a new offer that I gotta read (I gotta read)
I'm the same one took the top off, I'm one of the rappers that got 'em intrigued
Sittin' back, layin' on the summer, I'm comin' in hot, four hundred degrees (Hot)
FS, take off the tee, 'Scotti come straight from the tree
All of the crew goin' pointers, a couple more hundred, that's on VVs (VVs)
Look how you stay down and come up, we fill the tank up, we was just on E

I thought I told you time and time again, this shit won't stop
I backend show by show, I'm tryna triple and double the pot
Booked for at least six figures a show or more from here on out (Six figures)
Pull up in that '25 Rolls, all-gray interior for whenever it's cloudy (Whenever it's cloudy)
Every day, buildin' my growth, I'm chasin' health and wealth, not clout (Ah)
Bad bitches under my belt, I cook like a chef, I'm Mr. Chow
And we ain't goin' on sprees, but I spend G's whenever I browse
Mink on all of my carpets, at the house, I walk on clouds

Beatin' like a Nextel chirp, two hundred a verse, I don't need no vouch
Puttin' my heart in my work, a hundred percent, I ain't givin' no slouch
Nigga won't stop, can't quit, I keep givin' hits, they can't keep count (Can't keep count)
Forgiato deep dish on the all-black Range, look like it's Power
Niggas ain't feelin' the pain in my veins, but the fans feelin' it in the crowd (Crowd)
Money, it's hard to keep count, I gotta watch the accountant
Gotta stay down 'til you come up, you build it up different, you started without (Without)
Now that you look a lil' different, you live a lil' different, your house in the mountains
Rockstar, kickin' my P, I'm havin' my feet up on top of the mountain
P-star, P factory, I'm servin' the streets, we ain't havin' no droughts
Booka Loc give a TC and the crew is elite, they turn into hounds
Double R came with no lease, I send it back home, whip it all through the town

I thought I told you time and time again, this shit won't stop
I backend show by show, I'm tryna triple and double the pot
Booked for at least six figures a show or more from here on out (Six figures)
Pull up in that '25 Rolls, all-gray interior for whenever it's cloudy (Whenever it's cloudy)
Every day, buildin' my growth, I'm chasin' health and wealth, not clout (Ah)
Bad bitches under my belt, I cook like a chef, I'm Mr. Chow
And we ain't goin' on sprees, but I spend G's whenever I browse
Mink on all of my carpets, at the house, I walk on clouds


Writer(s): Sergio Kitchens, Chandler Great
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