D.T.M. Cash - Stop It ! (go ! pt. 3)

(Uh, aye)
This is not go this not get down
You need to stop it
(Aye) Heard you a bitch with the beef
(Aye) You better drop it
(Uh Uh) We finna run through yo door
(Bow) You better lock it
(Lock it) Yo mouth is talking too much
(Aye) You better sock it
Go, Get down
No
No
This not go, this not get down
But it is the same flow
Said you smelling some beef send some shots at yo nose
They say what's on my feet, I say Rick-To-The-O
You gon leave yo door locked we gon kick through yo door
They ask me what I pour bitch I pour up them fours
Four times two, Eight
Little bitch I'm a thot, I can't go on no date
Bitch it's 10 outta 10, what I get if you rate
Who is you running from, bitch I run from the jakes
Bitch I'm not EDP, I don't fuck with cupcakes
With big sharks inna ocean, you a fish in the lake
Man these niggas be talking and talking and talking and talk for the net
Please shut up for yo sake
And these bitches be dipping and skipping and leaving it feel like it's fall
Finna get me a rake
(Nigga can you please speak up)
(Man shut yo bitch ass up, run that shit)
(Aye)
Man these bitches be cold got it feeling winter
And these niggas be rats they look like master splinter
Had yo bitch suck me up like some lunch snd some dinner
And bitch after I nut do not touch me I'm tender
Got a big clip don't need reload, yo shit gotta render
And I been feeling like avatar cuz yo bitch Ima bend her
Heard you posted with props we all know you pretender
And bitch I know I'm the goat Ima push the agenda
Bitch I walk out the crib I'm like yo it do what
Heard my glock got ten bodies so I think it's a slut
Mama said I'm king so I feel like I'm Tut
She see me in her future, my thumb in her butt
On the beat I'm like Ralph cuz you know Ima wreck it
Bitch I come in first place I'll be damned if I'm second
And the choppa gon hit with the kick like it's tekken
Heard he talking unholy we sending em blessings
They like Cash stop the flow I'm like nah keep it going
If I ain't got the blick get to punch and elbowing
Yea they do shit for clout so they ass they be showing
I can't fuck with that bitch pass it back cuz she boring
And she throwing it back but it straight got me snoring
Once I hit from the back she ain't moaning she roaring
(Cash, what the fuck rhyme with roaring)
(We not doing this again finna hop inna foreign)
Man these niggas so slow so you know they can't keep it up
When I fuck it's like I'm inna ring Ima beat it up
Just like a to-go plate we get home she eat it up
And she say I knock it out the park Derek Jeta-ta
And i'm sipping on juice finna pour me up one liter
Heard her pussy Goliath, I'm David the defeater
Yea I'm pushing the jag but it's fast just like a cheetah
Bitch I been the main character yo ass just like Vegeta
Bitch I ride for my bros and I put that on gang
Heard he think too hard fifty shots to his brain
I can't fuck with no noobies y'all niggas be lame
All you niggas is copies you all sound the same
Give a fuck if I'm close, give a fuck bout the range
I shoot niggas in face from the deep like I'm Dame
And this glock be cumming when it catch em body
It's cumming it's cumming oh guess what it came
Look at my fingers i'm throwing up four
And this ain't about you so you better sit down
Asking my parents they always said no
But I got money so I buy my own shit now
In the room with yo bitch and she closing the door
Yo bitch in the bed with me finna get dicked down
I'm with all my shooters and we is on go
Finna pull up to yo crib, you better get down

Written by:
Kian Garrett

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