DON’T STOP

[BOY FROOT]
I'LL PUT YOU ON MY TABLE LIKE DEXTER, BUT HOLD UP WHAT'S YOUR GIRLS NUMBER?
I'MMA TEXT HER, THEN I'MMA SEX HER
IT'LL BE MY PICTURE IN THE FRAME ON HER DRESSER
I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THE FUCK'S GOIN' ON
I JUST TRY TO PAINT A PICTURE, PUT IT IN A SONG
SOMETIMES I GOTTA SMOKE LIKE CHEECH AND CHONG
GRIND UP A GRAM AND PUT IT ALL IN THE BONG

[KEIKI]
LYRICS ARE A TESTAMENT TO ALL THE BIRDS I'M LIVIN' WITH
CHIRPIN' IN MY EAR, AIDIN TO MY INTELLIGENCE
TELLIN ME TA KEEP ON KILLIN' SHIT AND WRECKIN' IT
WHEN I SPIT MY FIRST WORD NO ONE COULD HAVE RECKONED THAT
I WAS WRITING TO MY OWN SONG, NO ONE ELSE COULD HEAR IT
IT WAS THERE ALL ALONG, YA JUST GOTTA FEEL IT
I'M STUCK IN MY OWN WORLD, REPEATIN' WHAT THE GHOST HEARD
IF YOU WANNA FUCK WITH ME, DON'T LOOK FAR
I'LL BE OUTSIDE YO HOUSE TONIGHT, BLASTIN' YOU FROM MY CAR
STEALIN' ALL THE DRUGS YA DEALIN'
GET BACK TO THE GRIND AND TAKE OUT YO FILLIN'S
I AIN'T JUST A VILLIAN, I'M ALSO THE MESSIAH
MY STATE OF CONSCIOUSNESS IS ABOUT GETTIN' HIGHA
PASS OUT TONIGHT, YOU WON'T DENY-AH
THAT THIS IS THE DOPEST SHIT THAT YOU EVER TRIED-AH
CAN'T STOP, WON'T STOP, SUREFIRE, STRAIGHT SHOT
WATCH THE FUCKIN' COPS DROP, POP ANOTHER SHOT
TA LET EM KNOW WE ON TOP, WHEN I WATCH YA BODY FLOP
I GET MY FUCKIN' ROCKS OFF
PSYCHOPATHIC, LUNATIC, BREAKIN' BITCHES, LOOTIN' SHIT
HOW I FIND THE HUMOR IN THIS PURGATORY LOOMIN IS
RUINED BY YOUR CLUELESSNESS
WHEN I FINALLY GOTCHA PINNED
EVERYONE UNDERSTAND WHO THE FUCKIN' SHOOTER IS

[BOY FROOT]
DON'T STOP, CAN'T STOP, WON'T STOP, GET IT GET IT
IF I SEE A BLUNT IN THE PLACE, MAN I'MMA HIT IT
IF YA GET UP IN MY FACE, I'm GONNA THROW A FIT
GIVE YOU A GODDAMN TASTE OF MY FUCKIN' SPIT
MAYBE A LITTLE BIT OF BLOOD TOO
THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR FUCKIN' WIT BOY FROOT
BETTER THINK TWICE, BOY I AIN'T NICE
GO AHEAD AND TRY, BOY PICK UP THAT KNIFE

BOY FROOT, KEIKI, COMIN TA KILL YA ASS, BITCH