Please Stop Rapping

Lyrics

[Intro] Ooh, yeah My voice already gone and shit, man, I been yellin' at this bitch Bitch, where my money? (Meech) Yeah [Verse 1] Yeah, fuck the chit-chat, pull up straight sparking (Baow) Gave your bitch back shots, Tray' Martin (Ooh, ayy) Got some shit in my stash, call me James Harden Every day, niggas cap, call 'em Hey Arnold! Sneak dissin', when I pull up, niggas ain't talking (Bop) Remixed her, yeah, put my nigga straight on her (Ayy, ayy) Deep dish, just got cheese from a square bitch (Lame-ass bitch) Give a fuck about your nails and your— (Give a fuck, bitch) Ayy, catch an Instagram thug in public, smack his lips off (Smack his lips off) What the fuck you gon' do about it? Niggas real soft Try to sign me for two hundred thousand, sorry, deal off (Nope) Nigga, stop cappin' 'bout that chain, what's the real cost? (Come on, be for real) Color Purplе, in the club, rainin' on your head (Raining on your head) Your bitch gavе me neck, head hangin' off the bed Please don't push me, I'm hangin' off the ledge Ayy, please don't tempt me, I ain't too proud to beg Ayy, say that shit again, she like, "Play that shit again" (Play that shit again) Niggas hatin' on the Kidd, but that ain't gon' make you win (That shit ain't gon' make you win) Learned from them L's, had to take 'em to the chin (Ayy) Why she thinkin' we together 'cause she ate a lil' dick? Boy, please stop trappin' 'cause you ain't gon' get a check (Never) Huh, can't stop hackin', they complainin' to the ref (Ayy) Bitch, please stop yappin' if you ain't gon' give the neck She must be a shoplifter how she take it from the back (How she take it from the back) Last spotted in Miami, makin' plays off a new joint How she callin' me a dog, but I made her to my pet? Nigga weak than a bitch, please stop tellin' him he next (Please stop) I'ma send him up to God since he hatin' 'cause I'm blessed (Hatin'-ass bitch) Heard your lil' diss, they ain't gon' play it Please stop rappin', you ain't gon' make it (You ain't gon; make it) Come and get your bitch, it ain't no stayin' (Goddamn) Got some golden head, she ain't no Saiyan (Ooh) Got one in the head, it ain't no dangling Pocket full of Jacksons, I ain't no Raven (Uh-uh) Niggas sneak beefin', they ain't gon' say it Push your shit back, this ain't daylight savings (Baow, baow) [Interlude] Nigga Ayy, I'ma name this bitch, "Please Stop Rapping" (Baow, baow) [Verse 2] Ayy, damn, how the fuck a rap beef turn into a track meet? (Damn) Soon as he heard shots, he started runnin', get his ass beat (Bop, bop) On the jet, sittin' in the front like the class geek (Ayy, ayy) Body after body like a bootlegger with bad seats Told the bitch get on her low shin like she ashy (Yeah, get on her knees) Sucking dick for hours, she more tired than the athletes Ayy, said she needed recess like Spinelli Hell nah, bitch, I'm straight, I don't want none of your spaghetti Fuck wrong with these hoes? I got bored with these bitches (I got real bored) Pull up with that sweeper, they like chores to my killers She done sucked herself to sleep, now she snorin', come and get her Huh, please stop rappin', boy, you boring, ears bleeding (My fucking ears motherfucking bleeding) Yeah, I know that ain't rhyme, but I mean it [Outro] Ayy (Meech) (Motherfucking ears fucking hurt like a motherfucker) Bitch, ayy, please stop rappin', you ain't gon' make it Goddamn, bitch (Yeah)