Stop It! lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, MATHIAS, you crazy bast*rd
It's me
Check it (MATHIAS)
Let's go, uh

[Chorus]
Stop it, I know you got mad 'cause I'm poppin' (Wow, wow)
I'll take your b*tch backstage right after shoppin' (Skrrt)
In Prada, and when I hit the scene, I be stoppin' (Woo, woo)
You pulled up with your ho, I left with her just like the driver (Baow, baow)
So stop it, I know you got mad 'cause I'm poppin'
I'll take your b*tch backstage right after shoppin'
In Prada, and when I hit the scene, I be stoppin' (Ooh, wow)
You pulled up with your ho, left with her just like the driver, so stop it

[Verse]
Your b*tch is a sl*t, man, she gon' f*ck my best friend (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, and that boy don't even rap, yeah
f*ckin' on a b*tch and her sis and her cousin
I givе her right back, she a gnat, gnat, gnat (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Ayy, yeah, I'm smokin' on gas, gas, gas
My b*tch bе on fleek with them tats on her ass, on God
This some Cartier glass with the sole cut Rick Owen boots, shout-out Saks (Wow)
Treat her like a broad, not a queen 'cause she is that
If you treat a ho like a queen, you a Kit-Kat (Ha)
Foldin' under pressure, you can't even buy your own swag (Ha)
Stupid dummy boy, please come get your b*tch back
She saw the Hellcat, so she blast out her big gas (Skrr-skrrt)
It wasn't like that, I flash her like ten racks
You be broke in 2020, boy, that's so sad (So sad)
Get the f*ck up off my di*k, get your b*tch back
My b*tch like candy, my b*tch, she in Fendi (Yeah)
My b*tch like throw that ass back plenty
My wrist scream fetty (Yeah), this sh*t get heavy (Yeah)
My b*tch got an attitude, she snort Whitney
Let me hit it in the bathroom, make it trend (Wow)
You a lil' pornstar, drop your panties (Hehe)
She suck it like a vacuum, slow down, baby
The Percs in the back room, let's go crazy
I'm in Alex McQueen sippin' fat Daiquiris (Wow)
My whole team flooded with them designer things (Ice, ice, ice, yeah)
I spent twenty-K, made it back in a week
And the numbers don't lie, but your b*tch do, please, so
[Chorus]
Stop it, I know you got mad 'cause I'm poppin' (Wow, wow)
I'll take your b*tch backstage right after shoppin' (Skrrt)
In Prada, and when I hit the scene, I be stoppin' (Woo, woo)
You pulled up with your ho, left with her just like the driver (Baow, baow)
So stop it, I know you got mad 'cause I'm poppin'
I'll take your b*tch backstage right after shoppin'
In Prada, and when I hit the scene, I be stoppin' (Woo, wow)
You pulled up with your ho, left with her just like the driver, so stop it