YungBoy Pay$on - STOP IT (feat. Kig Mill)

It's a shiesty summer
P like Gunna
Ski Mask on like Pooh
I don't give a fuck right now
Cause I just smoked a few
Robbed his ass at two AM
Went home an no one had a clue
Bro was talking slick
Till I popped out
With the mousekatool
I'm sick
The doctor said
I had the mother fucking flu
I don't give a fuck
I'm a gorilla in a fucking coupe
His girl just told me slide
You should of known
I had to fucking swoop
I shit talk on the beat
For two three minutes
My breathe smell like poo
I pulled up with some za
This shit here fire
Like I'm Uncle Snoop
I hit the little bitch one time
And she stuck to me like fucking glue
I never gave a fuck
I'm killing beats up in the fucking stu
Nigga talking shit
I'll squeeze his neck
Until he turning blue
Killed him left no evidence
The police had no fucking clue
Got the pussy wet an
I ain't even need no fucking lube
He talking now he eating all his food
Through a little plastic tube
Little Brodie talking
We put the pistol to his face
He soon to be forgotten
She pocket watching
I heard your music
Soon you played that shit
They told you stop it
I could fuck around an
Let you know that
I don't like you bitches
No my name not Roddy
I be working till I get the riches
I don't talk to bro no more
Cause he done burnt up all his bridges
I know homie got the strap
An it came with new extensions
We could spin the block like fidget
Giving all the opps a visit
I don't gotta tell them give it
If I want it then I get it
Bend it over then I stick it
Talking shit but won't admit it
I pull up an now you cricket
Wanna be me bet you wish it
Yeah I bet you wishing
You be always dissing
Trying to get all my attention
An I hope that your offended
That was my intention
I can feel you heating up
Over all the tension
Wait a second bro YB gotta question
If you really think you running shit This is my objection
Don't forget who put you
Where you are I'm the best kid
First mother fucker from here on Distrokid
Bro been talking
Put the 40 to his face
Soon to be forgotten
Bitches pocket watchin
Try to play your music
But homie told me to stop it

Written by:
Kigenn Millender, Preston Powell

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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