Stop It

[Intro]
(Ayy-ayy, ziplocker)
(highroller, know that I'm blessed)
(DMT)

[Chorus]
I know these niggas fronting, stop it
You lil' niggas gotta clock in
Okay, we the niggas who gon' pop shit
You know I be with some niggas who locked in
And that nigga sad, he don't have no options
Crash, nigga, I can't stop this
Bag, nigga, go and hop in
We the niggas having options
And I told all you niggas to watch this
And I been on, you niggas was watching
And you know I been up, you niggas can't stop this
And I been in the studio, hit, locked in
And you know we playing with sticks, pop shit
You know that his mans hit, pop shit
Man down, pop shit
We not doing the handouts, stop it

[Verse]
We the niggas having options
You niggas not having bags, stop this
You know I get me some cash
And you know this shit coming fast
Fuck it, I'm playing with tags
Fuck it, I don't need a mask
And you Twitter bitches really trash
None of you niggas is on this
I hit that boy with a hitstick
Nigga, I'm rocking that Christian
These niggas be throwing hiss fits
These niggas act like some bitches
You know these hoes listen
You know these hoes on dick
She know I keep that shit loaded
Push up on you, you not on this
These niggas hoes, sad
You know I'm outside
[?]
Know they tryna take my focus
Ain't never [?] my shit
Niggas know that I still go in
Niggas really be some trolls, sad
Niggas switching on they bros, bad
You know that I ride with a pole, sad
And you know this hammer gon' blow
I push up on that ho, she touching her toes
[?]
Put a barrel to that lil' nigga nose
Hellcat [?]
I don't fuck with you niggas, you like being poor

[Chorus]
I know these niggas fronting, stop it
You lil' niggas gotta clock in
Okay, we the niggas who gon' pop shit
You know I be with some niggas who locked in
And that nigga sad, he don't have no options
Crash, nigga, I can't stop this
Bag, nigga, go and hop in
We the niggas having options
And I told all you niggas to watch this
And I been on, you niggas was watching
And you know I been up, you niggas can't stop this
And I been in the studio, hit, locked in
And you know we playing with sticks, pop shit
You know that his mans hit, pop shit
Man down, pop shit
We not doing the handouts, stop it