Stop It - Intellectual

[Intro: Drego]

Boy

Nigga say he with the bag, nigga, stop it

Uh, I'ma get this shit off and stack the profit

Uh, it's two thousand for these breeches that I'm rockin', uh

Man, this car fetty so I can hit the dope with a 10

I'ma get the bag off and bool in the ten

Meet me at the BVS, send me a couple grams

This nigga doin' hand-to-hands, I wouldn't recommend

Uh, they like "Dregy, stop trappin', just rap", I'm blowin' through the bag

I don't give a fuck, I'm 'bout a beat, I'm beatin' up the bag

I don't give a fuck, I'm 'bout a beat, I'm beatin' up her cat

It's brazy how I sip all of this milk but I don't never lack, boy

Okay

Bitch always beatin' down my phone but I don't interact

When I'm with Nae Nae we do Applе business, somewherе catchin' jacks

My new Glock came with a Scat, sick his brother in the past

Somebody then come double back, say it's fifty on me, double that

I wanna see you pick that lil' shit up, bitch, show me that it's fat

Hotter then run up her bag, [?] tough, ain't no more than that

I was broke as fuck, it ain't mean shit for me to blow some racks

How they all on a nigga dick but ain't no goin' back?

She get the dick a couple times and she get too attached

I need an eight like every other day, I think that I'm an addict

Uh, I play with them squares for real but I ain't got a Patek, uh

Bitch, I'm really tied in like a straitjacket

Get the bag in and get it gone when I ain't rappin'

Got my hitters with me in the field like a great kevin

Hit a nigga with an old-school cup like I'm Peyton Manning, uh

That's a gun, stupid, uh

Would I ever love a Tut? Do I look like Cupid?

Nigga, ain't no fake me, do I look like Boosie?

Uh, bein' broke is a joke, do I look like Druski?

It's like two twenty-fives just to pour this fluid

Uh, bitch, I'm out here servin' J's, now I feel like Juice

Boy

Mm-hmm

Also, I just want some head, I don't want no Pucci

Hundred-round clips for the switch, we could shoot a movie

Niggas buy pink 10 with a 30, got me feelin' groovy

I don't even look a bitch way if she don't play it boochie

How is you gon' play it with my brother, keep his guns

Also niggas hoes, they be runnin' from it, we gon' run to it