JPEGMAFIA - PTSD

Don't stop (don't stop), don't stop
Ah, nigga, don't stop now
Don't stop (don't do it)
Don't stop (oh my God)
Don't stop, don't stop
You think you know me
Don't stop, don't stop (huh, uh)
Man this shit's nasty (to freedom!)
Don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Got so motherfuckin' hot, my eyes waterin', bruh
Don't stop, don't stop , uh

Young slut from the bottom of the East Coast (huh)
Keep the blicky and the money in the mattress (uh)
Bulldog a nigga like Trish Stratus
Don't stop, the semi spitting like don't flop
No shots, you get the picture or you and your niggas both cropped
Pistol whip 'em and put this pussy in a headlock
I hate when niggas talk shit and they scared to get hit
Where in the world was your niggas when you dropped?
Brrat, brrat, don't stop, huh
Lethal weapon, and I hit this nigga with the dead stock
Shit looking like Splinter Cell, Special Ops (brrt)
Cops! (All that bullshit)

And when I hit your nigga dead, nigga-
Uh, and when I hit your nigga don't be callin' no cops (no cops)
Not one bar, no Crip, no drop (uh)
Ill niggas, y'all niggas won't get infected
If don't call you, nigga, you should get the message (yeah)
Stop cryin', make some people impressed with
Don't know how that feels, Young Peggy, no deal
Y'all deal look somethin' like Brexit
Boy eat crackers, and wonder why you ain't anorexic (damn, Peggy)
If you can say it to my face, I don't respect it
All black, niggas schemin' like Uncle Fester
You got a show, but you showin' up in a stretcher
Think deep, hit bong, apply pressure

Don't stop (don't stop)
Don't stop (don't stop)
Don't stop
Don't, don't, don't don't
And I'm gonna pack another bowl
That's what I'm gonna do today, yeah
Gonna pack this bowl
Gonna pack another bowl today (woo)
(Hold up)
One, two (uh) one, two

Don't stop

Written by:
Barrington DeVaughn Hendricks

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