Stop Me Now Lyrics - Woods, The Mighty

(Intro) 

Yo this shit is my war paint... 

I listen to your songs then I skip em all like court dates 

Was Planning on rapping over 30/30 but this shit is my forte 

I been in it for a minute 

Let it hit and then I switch it 

They will come and they will go and I'll be on my fourth tape 

Verse 1: 

My bedroom is my trap house 

I got dope, it's cooking up 

My crack is this damn track out 

I'm Working like a factory 

My power cause a blackout 

Go until my bones break 

The snap won't make me tap out 

Swear that I am different than these kids that's up on Twitter 

They at the bar still drinking 

I'm up tryna start a business- Shit... 

Never popped a molly still 

Probably pop my collar still 

Kinda feel like Kanye and my girl is like my kind of Kim 

Love it when I got her from behind and then she kinda sing 

I'm a buy a diamond ring just to throw that shit inside rhyme because it's kinda lit 

I been going harder than all y'all that's in the boro now 

Only trap I rap about is one that I am gon' get out 

I already going up 

You are steady going down 

Finally this shit is popping off for a minute 

Man, I caught y'all slipping 

Took a breather 

You don't see it come together like ikea 

I been seeing all this 

Hook: 

I been down 

Since before you were around 

And 

No one gonna stop me 

No- no- No one gonna stop me now (x2) 

Verse 2: 

I been on the come up 

With my crew behind my back 

Sure my dream is stupid just cause you resign to "facts" 

I'm young Intellectual 

Artist with a repertoire for smoking weed and making music 

Heart is made of Kevlar 

Honey, I would love it if you popped it like some kettle corn while listening to fetty wap 

And unbutton your denims for me 

I am down to get it on 

But let me get this cheddar goin 

I see a career in the "weird" right? 

Let me get a mic 

And say just what I feel right? 

Im'a get her wetter when I get up and just kill mics 

People think this shit is a persona 

Homie- I just killed Rob.. 

Baby take that kilt off 

I'm the W to OO 

You know James Bond 

Gone off a rhyme scheme 

Born inside of Philly so you know I got a flyer team 

I wish you wouldn't call or text me when I'm writing 

Baby Girl I love it that you love me when we're fighting 

Life is enticing 

Homie roll the dice and make "crack" off that "pipe" dream 

Shouldn't be alive from that one time I climbed trees 

Now I'm feeling blessed 

Earn respect if you like me 

(Outro)