(Rippa on the beat, bitch)

Can′t stop, won't stop, nigga (yeah)

Can′t stop, won't stop, never stopCan't stop, won′t stop, never

Can′t stop, won't stop, Bad Boy

I was upgradin′ from my last toy

I done fucked on Lisa, Keisha and Joy

And I ain't trippin′ if you ain't takin′ any joy

I was locked twenty-three and one

Now I ball like twenty-three and one

Sniper Gang, I'm always playin' manhunt

I′m the one who kept it foolin′ and what?

Seek out the fire in my eyes, but I changed though

Suck my dick, bitch, I'm too rich to drive a Range Rover

Lil′ hater baby, I remember stealin' mangoes

How my side bitch fuck better than my main ho? (Woo)

How my side bitch fuck better than my main bitch?

Every nigga say it′s smoke, they get extinguished

I just talk that Guapanese, it's my language (woo)

I just put some Cartiers on my main bitch (fuck)

I just put some Valentino on my main ho (my main ho)

Bad Boy chain bussin′ like the rainbow (bussin')

I'm off Yak, I′m with Yak in the Lambo (Yak)

Yellin′ out the window, "Money ain't a thing, ho"

Yeah, uh

We outside again

Couple goons with me, we ain′t hidin' in

Brand new Cullinan, that′s what we slidin' in (uh)

Bad lil′ bitch, I Prada, that pussy

Guess you proud of it (proud of it)

I can't fall in love 'cause that money be my bottom bitch

But she still suck it, and then she swallow it (yeah, yeah)

All these niggas steady hating ′cause more money be more problems

Ain′t gon' let these niggas talkin′, we gon' silence it

King

Can′t stop, won't stop, Bad Boy

I was upgradin′ from my last toy

I done fucked on Lisa, Keisha and Joy

And I ain't trippin' if you ain′t takin′ any joy

I was locked twenty-three and one

Now I ball like twenty-three and one

Sniper Gang, I'm always playin′ manhunt

I'm the one who kept it foolin′ and what?

It might look light, but it's heavy like my Jesus

Might rock a throwback like I′m Fab with the check too

Fuck with me, baby, I got DeLeón and blunts too

She text me, "Where you at?"

I sent the addy, come through

Now she in love with me 'cause she ain't used to luxury

Why would I hate on you? I do my thing comfortably

I′m not the one, I′m not the two, you know it, C3

She brushin' up my ways, talking ′bout, she need me (ooh)

Can't stop, won′t stop, Bad Boy

I was upgradin' from my last toy

I done fucked on Lisa, Keisha and Joy

And I ain′t trippin' if you ain't takin′ any joy

I was locked twenty-three and one

Now I ball like twenty-three and one

Sniper Gang, I′m always playin' manhunt

I′m the one who kept it foolin' and what?

As we proceed

To give you what you need

Kodak

King Combs

Bad Boy