WON’T STOP

By Redda

On DARKO

Released on January 1, 2025

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[Chorus]

She said I'm crazy, I get crazy, I get crazy

I get crazy money, yeah lil’ baby, not no baby money

No baby, this Mercedes mine

No two-seater, that lil' baby high

I know you seen when that lil' baby come in

He seen the Drac’, look like Lil Baby runnin'


[Verse]

Get that money no cap, let's go

No, I can't stop, I'ma keep drivin', no pit stop

Gotta keep flexin', no criss-cross

Gotta keep flexin', on Rick Ross

Seen that bread, now she want a tick tock

On the court, bitch I’m like Chris Paul, huh

Get your bitch fucked, I’m like [Chris Pike?], yeah

See the money, get it all, yeah

Get the money, get it, gone, yeah

Lock in, finish strong, yеah

Gotta lock in, do them songs, yeah

She bе lip-lockin' through the phone, yeah

And she keep watchin’ through the phone, yeah

I don't want you to see nothin', baby

'Cause you might see somethin’ that's gon' drive you crazy

Money, Perc', lean, drive me crazy

And I rock Celine when I'm lazy

'Bout to pop a bean, 'cause I'm lazy

Huh, really with the lean, got you hazy

She want Redda, I don't want you

Huh, we can't chop, this ain't kung fu

But I get him chopped like it's kung fu

Got a big chop, get you gone, fool


[Chorus]

She said I'm crazy, I get crazy, I get crazy

I get crazy money, yeah lil' baby, not no baby money

No baby, this Mercedes mine

No two-seater, that lil' baby high

I know you seen when that lil' baby come in

He seen the Drac', look like Lil Baby runnin'


[Verse]

Get that money no cap, let's go

No, I can't stop, I'ma keep drivin', no pit stop

Gotta keep flexin', no criss-cross

Gotta keep flexin', on Rick Ross

Seen that bread, now she want a tick tock

On the court, bitch I'm like Chris Paul, huh

Get your bitch fucked, I'm like [Chris Pike?], yeah

See the money, get it all, yeah

Get the money, get it, gone, yeah

Lock in, finish strong, yeah

Gotta lock in, do them songs, yeah

She be lip-lockin' through the phone, yeah

And she keep watchin' through the phone, yeah

I don't want you to see nothin', baby

'Cause you might see somethin' that's gon' drive you crazy

Money, Perc', lean, drive me crazy

And I rock Celine when I'm lazy

'Bout to pop a bean, 'cause I'm lazy

Huh, really with the lean, got you hazy

She want Redda, I don't want you

Huh, we can't chop, this ain't kung fu

But I get him chopped like it's kung fu

Got a big chop, get you gone, fool


[Chorus]

She said I'm crazy, I get crazy, I get crazy

I get crazy money, yeah lil' baby, not no baby money

No baby, this Mercedes mine

No two-seater, that lil' baby [?]

I know you seen when that lil' baby come in

He seen the Drac', look like Lil Baby runnin'