French Montana - Stop It lyrics

[Intro: French Montana] I got some money to spend, aye aye I got some money to spend I got some money to spend I got some money to spend I got some money to spend [Pre-Chorus: T.I. & French Montana] Man young having money poppin', not the bat I'ma hop out on the net For my city for the bet (bet) Bad b**hes, bust it down All waves are automatic Got the drinks, got the pounds Why you playin' with the dabs though? [Chorus: French Montana] Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) [Verse 1] I got purp by the liter I got pounds in the duffle I got cash in the freezer We don't clash in the hood Bottles with the dope, hot Smokin' dope, lean, work bust it open Hit the block, then I hit the j**eler Wrist, bust it open [Bridge: French Montana] Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top Models got the bottles Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top Bad b**hes, mob the floors Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top Magic City, calm it down Hit Atlanta, me and TIP [Verse 2] Bust it open, want it freaky Yeah she want it on the top And all my diamonds VVS, she bust it open in her feelings [Pre-Chorus] Man young having money poppin', not the bat I'ma hop out on the net For my city for the bet (bet) Bad b**hes, bust it down All waves are automatic Got the drinks, got the pounds Why you playin' with the dabs though? [Chorus: French Montana] Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) [Bridge: French Montana] Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top Models got the bottles Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top Bad b**hes, mob the floors Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top Magic City, calm it down Hit Atlanta, me and TIP [Verse 3: T.I.] Blue cheese, revenue I got a b**h, text her down on avenue And when he s** up L.A., man I hate to do it But I still gettin' wet for a battle too And n***a really though, ain't going back and forth, what you weenin' on a tennie girl? And n***a talk, when you still know how to bid it though Ain't wanna let down Yeah heh, and n***a warning, danger Yeah they have what they came for Shoe to toe, nail flamethrower Known to hit where they ain't for Cocaine lord, Marijuana Don He watching mine is a 1 on 1 Got a hundred stacks, of a hundred ones Plus a hunna hunnas Binding stacks on another I keep it a hunna for a hunna bands I seen felons turn they backs on one another Sister shoot her brother, mother k**ed her daughter Man this sh** is awful [Pre-Chorus] Man young having money poppin', not the bat I'ma hop out on the net For my city for the bet (bet) Bad b**hes, bust it down All waves are automatic Got the drinks, got the pounds Why you playin' with the dabs though? [Chorus: French Montana] Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye) [Bridge: French Montana] Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top Models got the bottles Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top Bad b**hes, mob the floors Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top Magic city, calm it down Hit Atlanta, me and TIP