Better Stop It - Devour

I be really in the field with some goons that’ll drop shit, drop shit,

drop shit, drop shit

You ain’t really in the field pussy boy you better stop it, stop it, stop it,

stop it, stop it

I be really putting on give a fuck about a thot bitch, thot bitch, thot bitch,

thot bitch, thot bitch

You ain’t really putting on pussy boy you better stop it, stop it, stop it,

stop it, stop it

Look

I’m finna start this shit the fast way (Yup)

R.I.P Lil Tee to my last day (R.I.P Lil Tee)

Look

Lil brother ya I got chu (Woo)

I threw your face on a chain

So they watch you

Really get to it (Get to it)

Really get bands (Get bands)

I fuck a bitch

Hold the chain in my hand (In my hand)

Get rich

It was always in the plans (Plans)

But now your gone

So I’m really going ham

I ain’t finna stop (Finna stop)

Until the whole city on

I’m a king

Yea I’m post to be on (Yea I’m post to be on)

I been riding in the whip with a Mac and you know that the safety ain’t on (No

the safety ain’t on)

But its back to the bag tho

I came a long way from trappin' out the bando (Trappin' out the bando)

Yea

I treat the bucket like a lambo (Hey)

They said the rap game a dice game Guess I love to gamble

Bitch

I be really in the field with some goons that’ll drop shit, drop shit,

drop shit, drop shit

You ain’t really in the field pussy boy you better stop it, stop it, stop it,

stop it, stop it

I be really putting on give a fuck about a thot bitch, thot bitch, thot bitch,

thot bitch, thot bitch

You ain’t really putting on pussy boy you better stop it, stop it, stop it,

stop it, stop

Look

Yuh

Uh

Look

I’m a king hoe (Ya)

Diamonds in the bitch face

Blah bling hoe (Woo)

Lil mama bad

Head game lethal

Did it so good

Put me to sleep though (Ay)

I love a bad lil bitch that don’t talk back (True)

I told hoe break her leg watch you crawl back (True)

When its time to go to war nigga fall back (Never)

Ten bands on your head I can choke that (Brr)

Ay

In my city

I’m the man now (Yup)

I been getting to it

Had it all planned out (Had that shit planned boy)

If I pull up on yo block

Its a man down (Yup)

Bullets flying you alive

Cuz we ran out

Aye

Look

Ciroc I be sippin'

Neena should hit you if you get the trippin' (Get the trippin' hoe)

Yah

Boy these bullets like biscuits

The rap game a blunt

All twisted

I be putting on hoe

I be really in the field with some goons that’ll drop shit, drop shit,

drop shit, drop shit

You ain’t really in the field pussy boy you better stop it, stop it, stop it,

stop it, stop it

I be really putting on give a fuck about a thot bitch, thot bitch, thot bitch,

thot bitch, thot bitch

You ain’t really putting on pussy boy you better stop it, stop it, stop it,

stop it, stop it

I be really in the field with some goons that’ll drop shit, drop shit,

drop shit, drop shit

You ain’t really in the field pussy boy you better stop it, stop it, stop it,

stop it, stop it

I be really putting on give a fuck about a thot bitch, thot bitch, thot bitch,

thot bitch, thot bitch

You ain’t really putting on pussy boy you better stop it, stop it, stop it,

stop it, stop

I be really in the field with some goons that’ll drop shit, drop shit,

drop shit, drop shit