Love Doctor - Ain't Stoppin'

Lambskin on my sneakers
Might just have to call F.E.M.A.
Watch me pull up in a beamer
Can't see me John Cena
Niggas cap don't believe em'
See a opp mistreat him
Burn a opp nigga I'm finna heat him
Big Glock yeah this shit will delete him
So legit then I'm finna block him
Fish Fillet yeah I'm toting the Choppa
ARP make him do the Barchata
I got cheese nigga stacking Ricotta
Random trips I might go to Nevada
Big Glock make him do the Tango
Talking shit now he got a halo
Sipping Tris I ain't sipping Karo
Boy you dumb you a Pendejo
These niggas been moving Wocky
Might take a trip to Milwaukee
My niggas sipping on Wocky
Might just pull up with the Glocky
Smoke PGR boy your pack looking rocky
This Chrome Hearts I ain't rocking Versace
Feel real good when I'm off of the Oxy
Real Oxtail I don't want no Hibachi
Up in Ruth Chris got me feeling cocky
I popped two Xans now my high is floppy
Dropped like two bands in a week you copy
Smoking on Opp pack
Stash a couple bands in the backpack
Boy location on Snapchat
You a dumb nigga no rap cap
This shit in my jeans I don't need a holster
Drunk as fuck and I'm drinking Mimosa
Been getting money just like I'm supposed to
Keep a heat yeah I keep a toaster
My shooter don't speak when he off of the shrooms
I learned in the trap nigga I ain't go to school
Lil shawty bad she ride like a rollercoaster
Get to the crib and I tell her to bend it over
Hella 20's in my pocket
And I'm funny bitches jocking
Niggas love trying to copy
Pop with the Choppa I ain't stopping
Keep moving your jaw bitch I'm finna rock it
I'm with Lil Henny we taking off like a rocket
Brand new Glock but I'm scraping the paint off it
I fucked on your bitch and she said oooh
I fucked on your bitch and she told you it's over
I'm trying to fuck & I'm getting the luck
Like I got a five leaf clover
Tripping on Acid and gripping my gun
Yo I think that nigga getting closer
And you can't even have your bitch back
Nigga you know I chose her
I'm riding in foreign cars nigga I used to be a Chauffeur
Hop out the tub get in the towel it's fine
Get in some foreign loafers
Ride with my bro in the whip and he skkrting that bitch like he trying to go break a neck
Getting the racks getting the checks
Getting back home and then getting the sex
Get in my bitch and I'm getting her wet
Drinking all day it's been hurting my head
I'm the Love Doctor your girl only love me cause I get the money yeah I get the bread
If I gotta drive to your house for a gram sale you are not getting a gram
Random trips I might go out to France
And you know I get the pack when I land

Written by:
Hezekiah Farrell

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