Can’t stop it - Intellectual

[Intro]

BNYX

Bag after bag, after bag, I can't stop

Yerc after Perc', after Yerc, I can't stop

Hopped inside the Cayenne, boot it up and then I fly

On the phone with my demon, we build it up and then retire

Toxic, toxic, yeah, came in that building with fires

Walk on the muhfuckin' ceiling, I'm bootin' up everyday, everything fly

Yeah, they gon' copy my trend, they gon' copy my sound, they gon' copy the guy

Always gon' get me more money, more money, more monеy, more money, don't die on mе

I bought a crib in the sky (Yeah, yeah)

Twenty-four seven, this bitch 'bout to die (Yeah, yeah, die)

Takin' the yanky, more janky, more banky

I run up this bitch like a big ol' tanky

The big body whip, 'bout to pull out the big body

Swerve on the side, 'bout to pull up, do cranky (Do cranky, ha-ha-ha)

I'm gonna pull up, the tanky

I got the big ol' whip, got a big ol' Glock, got the big ol' stick with a binkie (What? Shh)

You gon' get whacked, you gon' get whacked like a spanking (Mm-hm)

I been swervin' off the Earth

Diamonds in my pinkie, yeah, the diamonds on my hair

Don't know why I did this shit, just heard it and I do it

I don't like all that talkin' back and forth, just keep it mur—

Bye-bye (Phew), huh, fuck it, swerve

Yeah, I learned my lesson, for these jakes, I say they shworms

Thought they was gon get eat up like a fish, get eat by worm

R.I.P. to the dumbass kid, gon' try geeked up on syrup