Gold - I Should Stop lyrics

[Intro] [Hook: Wintertime x2] I should stop smoking dope I should stop taking Xans I should stop sippin' lean I should stop rollin' grams I should stop, I should stop, I should stop, I should stop But I won't, I will not, no I won't, I will not [Verse 1: Wintertime] Young boy, just turned 19 on the scene Super clean, I could f** the girl of your dreams I just popped a bean, I love me, f** your team Damn, I'm so pretty and my b**h rock Supreme Spinnin' my wrist, spinnin' my wrist, spinnin' my wrist Doin' my dance, finessin' the earth, f** on yo b**h f** all the fame, f** all the clout, I wanna be rich Where's all the money that these n***as rappin' about? That sh** don't exist, ayy I ain't seen it, I ain't seen it, have you seen it? Young Winter tryna ball, I'm Gilbert Arenas Let a n***a f** around with my money, I'ma see him Put a n***a on a milk carton, have you seen him? Glo'd up on these n***as, all up in your speakers I don't f** with your song, you gon' pay for this feature If your moneys short, you can Michael Jackson beat it Young Winter on the court, you n***as in the bleachers Young mamba man put the beat in the casket Young Winter, Young Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon Finesse you out your riches, look at me I am the captain now Finesse you out your b**hes, look at me I am the captain now [Hook: Wintertime x2] I should stop smoking dope I should stop taking Xans I should stop sippin' lean I should stop rollin' grams I should stop, I should stop, I should stop, I should stop But I won't, I will not, no I won't, I will not [Verse 2: Pollari] Lil' Llàri f**ing on your b**h once again Lil' Llàri finesse you out them chips, out them grams Lil' Llàri turn your main girl into a fan Lil' Llàri keep the drummer waiting like a band Marsha love my tongue, my brother keep hoes All my friends on go, all my friends on go My twin got them hoes, my twin got them hoes Who you think you know? Who you think you know? Playin' with it, stayin' with it I might call up shooter, he be layin' with it Playin' with it, stayin' with it I might call up shooter, he be layin' with it Thrasher on my sleeve, Marsèll on my feet I can do whatever I wish, I'm Mr T Thrasher on my sleeve, Marsèll on my feet I can do whatever I wish, I'm Mr T Fendi my loafer, move like a golfer She comin' over, she comin' over Fendi my loafer, move like a golfer She comin' over, she comin' over [Hook: Wintertime x2] I should stop smoking dope I should stop taking Xans I should stop sippin' lean I should stop rollin' grams I should stop, I should stop, I should stop, I should stop But I won't, I will not, no I won't, I will not