Stop&Go

[Intro]

Right now boss

Welcome to my building

This is my shit, uh

Uh, this is my real shit

Grade A, grade A, grade A, grade A

This is my shit

Welcome to my building

This is my shit, uh

This is my shit, aye

JI motherfucking D

Motherfucking D

This is my shit

Straight up

East Atlanta

Check it, uh

[Verse 1]

This is my shit, uh, point blank, period

I’m sitting here in this spliff, as I’m sipping on some syrup (Uh)

This is my shit, uh, point blank, period

This is my shit, uh, point blank, period

I’m sitting here in this spliff, as I’m sipping on some syrup

That means Ciroc, I speak kind of different

You understand my flow, so that’s of my spirit

This is my shit, point blank, period

I’m sitting here in this spliff, as I’m sipping on some syrup

That means Ciroc, I speak kind of different

You understand my flow, so that’s of my spirit

God knows, fear it, relax just hear it

Savagely in check, the track like I fear it

No one finna like me and J. because I different

Throw a "A" before the "I" and now I feel it

Ha, I'm silly, nah, I'm serious

My wrist is a crime, I should be arrested

By a chain out the crib, I'm such a damn statistic

My broker and my pen is looking at me like I'm ignant

Uh, that means ignorant

She call, I ignore it

She wonder how I'm doing like the bitch up out of Norbit

I always been a winner, never had to forfeit

The flow comes natural, I never hit the course

Ha, and I get flow like the Nile

Driving it out like the hotel in Dubai

Hoes want to fuck me, I bring them to my house till

I throw ones like a stripper, till they strip out there Aeropostale

Roll up the Mary, Mary it's the new G on the rosta

No dreads in my head, Jack Swayne the barber

Jack Swain producer, REO is the DJ

And every song that we make, we pon de replay

It's money over every bitch, and everything that we say

You not talking cash, no hable the ingles

Your cellphone is prepaid, I never seen green Jays

Nigga you are fake, born as a mistake, uh

Hold on nigga, wait, uh

[Interlude]

Let me get my shit right I'm bout to get it right back

Yeah, JID, the flow never stop nigga

I got bars for days

Yeah, I got shit, uh

Yeah, uh

[Verse 2]

Check it, you know you got to hit when the besties involved

It's so close, pay attention, it's a lesson involved

And I speak some cash shit, no recession involved

And I'm raw, roll deep like a Mexican dog

I'm usually too lax in money, so just send me a dog

I'm with a redbone bitch, I'm caressing her bra

She get wet, creak, it's sick, as I ride in my car

She give me mouth, lip stick, on my testicles, balls

I be on some other shit, I ain't messing wit y'all

I was in some fresh shit, no refreshing it dog

Money over every bitch, it's a message and law

So admit, I'm on my shit, don't you step in it (aw)

[Outro]

Fuck

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