Luh Cray - Kant Stop Lyrics

30 rounds up in this Glock, Yea I let that lil' bitch hang
Lil bro talkin' like he hot, He get hit up wit dis flame
Lil nigga feel like Travis Scott, nigga feelin like La Flame
Yea, brand new pint of Wok, Lil bitch, I ain' been geeked in days

Yea, Bitch is Luh Cray but I ain' coming on no lame shit
Lil bro said he outside, So we pullin' up, I'm wit the gang bitch
Money talk, My only language, Free my lil bro on probation
Lil bro fed he at the station, In the trap lil bitch I'm stationed

Lil bitch want hit my blunt, She bakin, Tryn' keep up wit what I'm takin
Get my hands up on a pint lil bitch, You know I'm fin be dangerous
F*ck the bitch, Ion use no fingers, Whole gang fin be f*ckin' famous
Told lil bro to spin back on the block, I got my f*ckin' banger

I been geeked up That's no lie, Pop the xan I feel alive
Yea, throw my bro a Addy', He gon crash out for that fye
On the west, who tryna slide? These niggas ain' making shit die
Why you tryna beef wit me? Bro you like 25

I'm 16, I'm comin' up, These niggas got kids and a wife
Just stay out my f*ckin' phone lil bro go work your 9-5
Bitch I'm in the f*ckin' trap right now I'm running up a 5
Why lil bro say he gon strip us, try that shit, I swear to God
ARP had came wit' scope n beam I think this bitch from Cod
And this lil bitch wanna ride my wave just like I'm f*cking Rod
And the coupe, It's AMG lil bitch I dropped the f*cking top
And the Hellcat came wit' red key, Lil bitch I cant f*cking stop

Niggas claiming they in the field
Say they wanna f*cking kill me then go pull up on Lil Phil
Yea, Like what the f*ck y'all niggas rats
You need to hop up off the IG live and go and make some racks, Bitch
Pull up in that Trackhawk, Lil bro in a stolen cat
I been getting active wit' that stick, that nigga Justice fat
And lil Connor all up in my f*cking phone he smoking crack
Lil bro posting videos up on that story, Just spin back, Bitch