Yeat Can't Stop It Lyrics

[Intro]
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[Chorus]
Bag after bag after bag, I can't stop
Yerc after Perc' after Yerc, I can't stop
Hopped inside the Cayenne, boot it up and then I fly
On the phone with my demon, we build it up and then retire
Toxic, toxic, yeah, came in that bitch and we fried
Walk on the muhf*ckin' ceiling, I'm bootin' up, baby, could end in me flyin'
Yeah, they gon' copy my trend, they gon' copy my side, they gon' copy the guy
I would go get me more money, more money, more monеy, more money, really don't doubt
[Verse]
I bought a crib in thе sky (Yeah, woah)
Twenty-four seven, the big body down (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
Takin' the yanky, more janky, more banky
I run up this bitch like a big ol' tanky
The big body whip, pull out the big body
Swerve on the side, 'bout to pull up, we cranky
I'm gonna pull up the tanky
I got the big ol' whips, got the big ol' Glocks, got the big ol' stick with a binkie (What? Shh)
You gon' get whacked, you gon' get whacked like a spanking (Mm-hm) I been swervin' on this Earth
Diamonds in my pinkie, yeah, the diamonds on my hair
Don't know why I did this shit, just heard it, then I do it
I don't like all that talkin' back and forth, just keep it murmur
Bye-bye (Phew), huh, f*ckin' swerve
Yeah, I learned my lesson, for these jakes, I see they swerves
Go and they go get eaten up like a fish, get eaten by worm
R-I-P to the Dub man, they gon' try to get that on serve

[Chorus]
Bag after bag after bag, I can't stop
Yerc after Perc' after Yerc, I can't stop
Hopped inside the Cayenne, boot it up and then I fly
On the phone with my demon, we build it up and then retire
Toxic, toxic, yeah, came in that bitch and we fried
Walk on the muhf*ckin' ceiling, I'm bootin' up, baby, could end in me flyin'
Yeah, they gon' copy my trend, they gon' copy my side, they gon' copy the guy
I would go get me more money, more money, more money, more money, really don't doubt