Idk - STOP lyrics

[Chorus: IDK & Q Da Fool] I got that money flow, never stop My long shooter click until your head pop He in that trap and it never stop Feds got behind me, I swear that I never stop Stop that sh** I got a bag and you not no b**h In Miami and I just f**ed a bad lil b**h Can't stop that sh** Look at my wrist, that's rocks, lil b**h [Verse 1: Q Da Fool] I got some drip on my socks I beat up the bags, box Just bought the Jag with the stash spot Can't fall in love with no damn thot, uh My sh** VVS and you still wear the silverware My shooters ain't playin' fair, they robbin' everywhere f** on his broad, now he wanna k** me Motherf** the feds 'cause they still tryna jail me Walk in the club and we turn it up The f** n***a tried me, got burnt up When I come in your city my burner tucked Shoot his a** in the face since he act so tough I want more racks, I can't get enough Got a hundred on stripes, we blowin' sh** up Double back with this molly, you stiff and you stuck b**h I'm a rich shooter, be f**in' sh** up [Chorus] I got that money flow, never stop My long shooter click until your head pop He in that trap and it never stop Feds got behind me I swear that I never stop Stop that sh** I got a bag and you not no b**h In Miami and I just f**ed a bad lil b**h Can't stop that sh** Look at my wrist, that's rocks, lil b**h [Verse 2: IDK] I got that money flow, never stop (Right) They sent me deal and that sh** was nah Some n***as be snitchin', some n***as hot (Right) Some n***as be flippin' in with the pot See me I'm no gangster, no lacker, no actor, no chopper The only n***a to admit I'm a rapper You spend your money on a b**h, I just stack up My phone be beepin' like a truck 'bout to back up That's conference, y'all b**h I'm a boss (Right) I got lawyers and accountants on call I know shooters, make 'em made they gon' draw Now your body is surrounded by chalk (Yeah) I'm from a place where the doggy gon' bark And if you get hit, they ain't callin' no law But if you get caught, they ain't droppin' no charge Have you eatin' Big Texas while rockin' the orange Wailin' over captain, I'm from that PG, yeah Rappin' over trappin', I made two hundred bands If they come kick in the door (Yeah, yeah) I don't know what happens (IDK) I got that money flow, never stop They sent me deal and that sh** was nah Some n***as be snitchin', some n***as hot But ain't none of my n***as was ever locked [Chorus] I got that money flow, never stop My long shooter click until your head pop He in that trap and it never stop Feds got behind me, I swear that I never stop Stop that sh** I got a bag and you not no b**h In Miami and I just f**ed a bad lil b**h Can't stop that sh** Look at my wrist, that's rocks, lil b**h