Stop-start Lyrics - Ransom - Mike Will Made It

Stop, start, all my goons on stop-start 

My trap is on stop-start, started with my pot, fork 

Start, I got killers up in New York 

Pints come in from Detroit, got white, got green, I got, boy 

Boy, I hit a button, make my car park 

I don't even got to be inside to make my car start 

Start, I give a word and make my goons march 

Blow money like I'm Scott Storch, I got your bitch on stop-start 

Ten thousand ones, they're on the way, I'm 'bout to start tippin' 

Lil' mama fine but on the real she didn't just start strippin' 

You know I'm used to money, Gucci didn't just start flippin' 

Threw so much money in the air they stopped and start kissin' 

Canary yellow bitch remind me of my Bart Simpson 

I brought a pint off in the club, I'm 'bout to start sippin' 

I brought my goons with me and my goons, they don't stop twistin' 

I popped a pill, it kicked in, I'm 'bout to start trippin' 

I'm 'bout to stop rappin', stop trappin', start pimpin' 

Drop 'Rari pullin' up, nigga, start your engine 

Stop panhandlin', nigga, stop penny pinchin' 

And I ain't gotta come back, I never stop gettin' it 

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The bitch was near me then like "Stop" 

Let me go and check out my guap 

Check out my guap, my Glock 

Nigga try me, he get popped 

And he get shot, he get dropped 

Right on the mothafuckin' spot 

Start, start, nigga, you don't wanna start 

Kid 'bout to drive, boy you don't wanna park 

Park, nigga I'm a young South Park 

Young wild boy, with a lot of heart 

Heart, heart, goin' hard 

Bullets at your ass, they'll rip your ass apart 

I take a minivan and I fill it's ass with narcs 

Homer, can't nobody kill us as a Bart 

Up my gun and make this bitch fart 

Stop, boy you shouldn't even start 

Lil pussy boys you're Minnie Mouse 

Stand on your two feet 

You don't even know what that damage about 

Pull up, you'll get swiss cheesed 

Hop in my car then pull right off 

I don't start that bitch with my key 

Racks in my jeans and I'm pullin' right out 

Walk in this bitch, I'm Keef 

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Salute to Big Gucci, he opened the door 

Studio smokin' OG, sippin throw 

Big dog wanna see the band unfold 

Smokin' OG when we sippin' some throw 

My plug touched down on a banana boat 

Meetin' and greetin' in Givenchy loafs 

You may be seated, Versace business over 

My plug done dropped a ticket, no need for soda 

Big dog, rich gang, stretch it, get the oval 

Master Peewee, with the No Limit soldiers 

I'm the sergeant, the lieutenant, and general 

If it's fish I hit the block with minnows 

Chopped them lil bitches in dimes 

Big dog let me in the door, I'm grindin' 

Hit your ass hard on the low 

She tip-toein' on the marble floor 

I'm dabbin', the double R, ghost 

I swear my pinky do the most 

The wrong nigga been had money 

I'm just tryna throw him through some more 

Man keep countin', skip town after we flip your ass