Artan – Stop Lyrics
Artist: Artan
Song: Stop
Stop, don’t stress
Ain’t nobody that you gotta impress
I got bank rolls from the right to the left
She give me back chat
So don’t talk, I’m blessed
They send shots at my bullet proof vest
I done grew up in the north by west
I give thanks to the lord upstairs
She wanna f#ck with a gentlemen but I’m not SL and I don’t spend well
Got bit of a temperament and it didn’t end well, but I meant well
And that’s all I can ask, roll me a zoot, feel up my glass
And that’s all I can ask, still on the block, still with my dawgs
Just smoked 3 in a row and I’m wondering where’s my blower
f#ck 5 times and I still don’t know her
I can’t catch no feelings, got 41 in my spliff I’m lеaning
Came to the club sober, lеft steaming
I need a hot thot, at the studio it’s a hot box
I got big drip, and a drop top
She got big lips, that’s a slop top
Wow, got a spliff in my mouth
2 minutes later I’m dicking her down
Moaning in my ear, I’m getting sick of her sounds
So don’t shout and just…
Stop, don’t stress
Ain’t nobody that you gotta impress
I got bank rolls from the right to the left
She give me back chat
So don’t talk, I’m blessed
They send shots at my bullet proof vest
I done grew up in the north by west
I give thanks to the lord upstairs
She wanna f#ck with a gentlemen but I’m not SL and I don’t spend well
Got bit of a temperament and it didn’t end well, but I meant well
And that’s all I can ask, roll me a zoot, feel up my glass
And that’s all I can ask, still on the block, still with my dawgs
So step back, if I pull up with my brothers in jet black
Then trust me, that’s a set back
Best dash, get a jetpack
Might pull up in a tinted whip, all smokey
I wanna ball, be a legend like Kobe
I roll on my one’s and I’m feeling all cozy
I roll with the 35
I need some
Bro gets rid of the pack and repeats
Nothings better than sleeping in clean sheets
Done some things that you won’t find on my CV
Know smokings f#cked up my dreams
I’m rolling my loud and munching on cremes
I can’t stop it, bro calls me a fiend, what’s he mean?
I should…
Stop, don’t stress
Ain’t nobody that you gotta impress
I got bank rolls from the right to the left
She give me back chat
So don’t talk, I’m blessed
They send shots at my bullet proof vest
I done grew up in the north by west
I give thanks to the lord upstairs
She wanna f#ck with a gentlemen but I’m not SL and I don’t spend well
Got bit of a temperament and it didn’t end well, but I meant well
And that’s all I can ask, roll me a zoot, feel up my glass
And that’s all I can ask, still on the block, still with my dawgs
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Release Year: 2020