Letra de Don’t Stop - Nardo Wick

Put us on top of the cage, me and all my niggas lit

Shittin' on all of you niggas, it really ain't making no sense

He said, "Don't tell nobody" (I won't), look over here taking a shit

He bet when he see me to drop it, I bet he get shot in his shit

I put my chains on the floor, walked on 'em, I feel like I'm Jesus

I love my brothers to death, they comin' whenever I need 'em

It ain't no room in the middle, ain't nothin' can come in between us

Them hoes got glasses now, two years ago, they didn't see us

My phone on DND, but nigga, this chopper gon' rang

They say he got hit in the chest, I wish he got hit in the brain

This ain't the 1800s, nigga, I don't want to hang

No, sir, I don't want to talk, no ma'am, we are not a gang

I really be missing the hood like a jacket that don't got a hoodie

Pull up to the block with a load, say, "Huh? Go make me some money"

Three different Glocks on the table, one regular, two on fully

That nigga think he the toughest, this hammer'll bury a bully

Lil' mama really a monster, somebody get her a cookie

Must be a fan of Toy Story, she like to play with my Woody

She got her wax last week, so it's a little bit furry

I already knew she was gay, I ain't have to ask her, her nigga a pussy

Loose screws ain't a problem, we tighten niggas up

His tank already full, we still gon' fill him up

Don't crush niggas dreams, but make him give it up

His bitch like me at basketball (How?) ,the way she suck

I need my own comic book, I'm a hero in my hood

I miss sliding, I miss making niggas block flood

I've been wantin' to, but nigga don't wanna play with us

At 11:11, I'm gon' wish a nigga would

Put ice on my wrist like I hurt my hand

Yeah, I like you, bae, and I like your friend

I'm a hot nigga, your bitch want a tan

And she like my music, she said it make her dance

I'm a solid nigga, I do solid shit

I'm a hot lil' nigga, I need a hotter bitch

I don't like these clothes, I need another fit

And yeah, I shit on niggas, and I put on that shit

I can't relate to nigga, we wasn't raised alike

Them is not diamonds, he got on moissanite

Say you sorry, nigga, 'fore I tell them boys to strike

What's the point of stepping if you ain't gon' do it right?

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