Songtexte Stop Now - Lil Sace

If I'm on the way, then my hittas, they gon' pop out
I've been a rich nigga, main reason why I dropped out
Pop out with your stick, hop out with your Glock out
Designer on my feet, they see LV when I stomp now

On the opps ass, you know we cannot stop now
Brodie in that hot car, you know he can't stop now
They want me to quit, but you know I cannot stop now
Fake flexin' for these bitches, niggas need to stop now

Pop out, hit the ATM, it's like three AM
I'm with my brodies, with my dawg, till the fuckin' end
Ayy, pussy actin' tough, till we shoot him dead
Actin' like we friends, but you stole, we ain't friends, man

Ayy, band man, band man, that's what they call me
Purple and that yellow in my cup, just like Kobe
Rockin' YSL on my feet, yeah they know me
Mr. Band Man, Cash Man, yeah they know that's me

Pop out with my stick, yeah I pop out with my heat
Real right nigga, they don't want no smoke with me
Bitch, I'm in the suburbs, but I still pack that heat
Had to cut that nigga off, cause he was just a leech

I've been goin' off for like four summers
If you want that drama, let me know somethin
Snitchin' ass niggas, they be talkin' to the feds
I heard he gave his brodie up, that nigga gon' be dead

Niggas, they be actin, they be cappin, they just rappin
Pull up with a automatic, in case these niggas, they static
These niggas goin' out sad, I can't go out like that, no way
Rather pop out with my stick, bitch, I put that all on punchmade

It's fuck what the opps say, run up on me, then he gon' pay
223s, they hit your brain, bitch, I put that on my gang
Niggas, they be hatin, main reason I don't rock with them
And if that's your brother, then you gon' have to drop with them

I got Gucci on my top, two shots, they gon' hit your top
Hit your top in case you talk, I'm on top like Kacey Talk
Run up on me, then body drop, I put all my trust in God
Brody killed all the opps, we defeated all the odds

If I'm on the way, then my hittas, they gon' pop out
I've been a rich nigga, main reason why I dropped out
Pop out with your stick, hop out with your Glock out
Designer on my feet, they see LV when I stomp now

On the opps ass, you know we cannot stop now
Brodie in that hot car, you know he can't stop now
They want me to quit, but you know I cannot stop now
Fake flexin' for these bitches, niggas need to stop now