ace og - no stoppin lyrics
[intro]
woo
yeah, oh yeah
yeah
(calm down, zekey boy)
[verse 1]
i be on the road
f+ckin’ bad hoes
chrome heart coat
stickin’ to the code
vibin’ with the bros
sellin’ out shows
fly across the coast
gotta let ’em know
sellin’ kilos for a key
loadin’ up them 223s
smokin’ green and poppin’ beans
run it through a cash machine
all the opps, they hate the g
they be scared of all the beams
everybody tryna be like me
i been poppin’ off for weeks
forty hoes, they all on snow, they takin’ off all they clothes
f+ckin’ all my groupies, gotta make surе the doors stay closed
shootin’ heads for c+notеs, can’t do business on tapped phones
gotta keep it on the low, my next move, i can’t let ’em know
[chorus]
i’ma keep goin’, ain’t no stoppin’
b+tch, i’m the subject, don’t switch up the topic
if he an opp, we gon’ shoot at his noggin
b+tches get freaky, they givin’ me top
haters be mad, movin’ so out of pocket
i’m with the aliens, fly like a rocket
rap god season, all year, i’m droppin’ (yeah, yeah)
me and the gang goin’ up, we poppin’
[verse 2]
this b+tch super crazy
yeah, she wanna have my baby
i can’t f+ck with her ’cause she basic
man, these p+ssies actin’ shady
gotta go harder on my latest
ain’t no rapper takin’ my place
they always hatin’, sayin’ i’m fake
but they ain’t the ones that’s gonna make it
stay in your lane, i’m ballin’
silent movie, no talkin’
used to sip lean, i’m off it
on the come up, no fallin’
ain’t no sugar+coatin’, gotta cut him off if he be snitchin’ on the gram
me and lil grape goin’ up with smith and mac, countin’ all these bands
[chorus]
i’ma keep goin’, ain’t no stoppin’
b+tch, i’m the subject, don’t switch up the topic
if he an opp, we gon’ shoot at his noggin
b+tches get freaky, they givin’ me top
haters be mad, movin’ so out of pocket
i’m with the aliens, fly like a rocket
rap god season, all year, i’m droppin’
me and the gang goin’ up, we poppin’
i’ma keep goin’, ain’t no stoppin’
b+tch, i’m the subject, don’t switch up the topic
if he an opp, we gon’ shoot at his noggin
b+tches get freaky, they givin’ me top
haters be mad, movin’ so out of pocket
i’m with the aliens, fly like a rocket
rap god season, all year, i’m droppin’
me and the gang goin’ up, we poppin’
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