Текст песни Stop Me - TRAPO

Stop Me

Ain’t a thing in the world that can stop me
Know the rules, bitch I move like a nazi
Be cool for this crossing
I’ve been for the peace in the streets, boy I’m Gandhi
It take more than a blog to define me
A couple A&Rs tried to sign me
I make them fly me out, me and moms and the homies
It’s amazing the things that I’m saying I’m good and I’m—
Goddamn, Trap
You better than plenty niggas, you in Trap
You doing another show, where you been Trap?
You counting a lotta dough, what you spend Trap?
Bitch, I want a rolex, a timepiece
A broad from a different country, a dime piece
Record her, she let me tape her
Imported, she know I’m really important
And if it leak, they won’t find me
I don’t think they’ve had enough
Eat this motherfucker up
Indigo flow through my blood
I’m still a nigga you can’t trust
All this music sound the same
Feeling like the runner up
Trapo winning
Niggas hate cause all my shit is raw as fuck
I don’t need to take a break
Niggas mad ‘cause I’m the one
Trapo’s song, niggas love it
‘Cause they know there’s more to come
They won’t book me for a show
Fuck ‘em, I don’t need they funds
Let me catch they ass alone
Watch your favorite rapper run
But I saw it coming it’s a classic
I just made a couple racks off the last one I’m flashy
I’m stacking like some clothes in a basket
Imagine the things we could do with some time and some practice
Some time and some practice
I grind, ain’t the same cause you still and I’m active
This a stain, this a style you gon' have to bite
I’m a name I’ll be proud in the afterlife
The afterlife
Put a flint to the dope get an appetite
It’s a game I’m a coach I’m a captain right
I’m a name I’ll be proud in the afterlife
In the afterlife
Put a flint to the dope get an appetite
It’s a game I’m a coach I’m a captain right
I’m a name I’ll be proud in the afterlife
If I want to, like I’m gon' do, I run shit for a long time
It’s from way back, in the lunchroom
Used to run shit, now it’s on time
If I want to, like I’m gon' do, I run shit for a long time
It’s from way back, in the lunchroom