Stop It Lyrics - French Montana

I got some money to spend, aye aye 

I got some money to spend 

I got some money to spend 

I got some money to spend 

I got some money to spend 

Man young having money poppin', not the bat 

I'ma hop out on the net 

For my city for the bet (bet) 

Bad bitches, bust it down 

All waves are automatic 

Got the drinks, got the pounds 

Why you playin' with the dabs though? 

Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) 

Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) 

Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) 

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I got purp by the liter 

I got pounds in the duffle 

I got cash in the freezer 

We don't clash in the hood 

Bottles with the dope, hot 

Smokin' dope, lean, work bust it open 

Hit the block, then I hit the jeweler 

Wrist, bust it open 

Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top 

Models got the bottles 

Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top 

Bad bitches, mob the floors 

Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top 

Magic City, calm it down 

Hit Atlanta, me and TIP 

Bust it open, want it freaky 

Yeah she want it on the top 

And all my diamonds VVS, she bust it open in her feelings 

Man young having money poppin', not the bat 

I'ma hop out on the net 

For my city for the bet (bet) 

Bad bitches, bust it down 

All waves are automatic 

Got the drinks, got the pounds 

Why you playin' with the dabs though? 

Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) 

Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) 

Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) 

Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top 

Models got the bottles 

Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top 

Bad bitches, mob the floors 

Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top 

Magic City, calm it down 

Hit Atlanta, me and TIP 

Blue cheese, revenue 

I got a bitch, text her down on avenue 

And when he suck up L.A., man I hate to do it 

But I still gettin' wet for a battle too 

And nigga really though, ain't going back and forth, what you weenin' on a tennie girl? 

And nigga talk, when you still know how to bid it though 

Ain't wanna let down 

Yeah heh, and nigga warning, danger 

Yeah they have what they came for 

Shoe to toe, nail flamethrower 

Known to hit where they ain't for 

Cocaine lord, Marijuana Don 

He watching mine is a 1 on 1 

Got a hundred stacks, of a hundred ones 

Plus a hunna hunnas 

Binding stacks on another 

I keep it a hunna for a hunna bands 

I seen felons turn they backs on one another 

Sister shoot her brother, mother killed her daughter 

Man this shit is awful 

Man young having money poppin', not the bat 

I'ma hop out on the net 

For my city for the bet (bet) 

Bad bitches, bust it down 

All waves are automatic 

Got the drinks, got the pounds 

Why you playin' with the dabs though? 

Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) 

Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) 

Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) 

Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top 

Models got the bottles 

Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top 

Bad bitches, mob the floors 

Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top 

Magic city, calm it down 

Hit Atlanta, me and TIP