French Montana — Stop It

[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 bitches, 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: French Montana] I got purp by the liter I got pounds in the duffle I got cash in the freezer We don't clash in the huddle Bottles with the dope, hot Smokin' dope, lean, work bust it open Hit the block, then I hit the jeweler 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 bitches, marble floors Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top Magic City, calm it down Hit Atlanta, me and TIP [Verse 2: French Montana] Bust it open, want it freaky Yeah she want it on the top (Tip Tip Tip) And all my diamonds VVS, she bust it open in her feelings [Pre-Chorus: 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 bitches, 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 bitches, 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 big stacks sitting on the avenue And when these suckas violate man, I hate to do it, but I still get 'em whacked for a band or two And nigga really though? I ain’t going back and forth with you, we ain’t on no tennis court And nigga talk big, when you still know how to bid it though Ain't wanna let down Yeah heh, and nigga warning, danger Yeah, give they ass what they came for Shooter totin' them flamethrower Known to hit what they aim for Cocaine lord, Marijuana Don This watch of mine is a 1 of 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 killed her daughter Man this shit is awful [Pre-Chorus: 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 bitches, 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 bitches, mob the floors Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top Magic city, calm it down Hit Atlanta, me and TIP