This is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the Lord
Till I die I'mma ***kin' ball

Now who gon' stop me?
Who gon' stop me, huh?
Who gon' stop me?
Who gon' stop me, huh?

Black cards, black cars
Black on black, black broads
Whole lotta money in a black bag
Black strap, you know what that's for?

Who gon' stop me, huh? Who gon' stop me, huh?
Yeah, who gon' stop me?

No brakes, I need, State Farm
So many watches I need 8 arms
One neck but got 8 charms
Who gon' stop me, huh?

*****s talkin', they ***** made
Ix-nay off my ****s nay
That's pig Latin, itch bay
Who gon' stop me huh?

Last night ain't go so well
Got kicked up out the hotel
Got a little freaky like Marvin Albert
Yes, tell Howard Cosell

You just a commentator
If you getting paper
Everybody I know from the hood
Got common haters

In some relations, you just supposed to say none
Heard she ***ked the doorman
Well, that's cool I ***ked the waitress
Heard Yeezy was racist

Well, I guess that's on one basis
I only like green faces

This is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the Lord
Till I die I'mma ***kin' ball

Now who gon' stop me?
Who gon' stop me, huh?
Who gon' stop me?
Who gon' stop me, huh?

Black cards, black cars
Black on black, black broads
Whole lotta money in a black bag
Black strap, you know what that's for

Y'all weed purple, my money purple
Y'all Steve Urkel, I'm Oprah circle
I wrote the verse that I hope will hurt you
Who gon' stop me, huh?

Beat the odds, beat the Feds
It wouldn't be wise, to bet against the kid
Start me broke, I bet I get rich
Night shift, 6 to 6

Gimme one shot, one pot
I'll show up in all white wearing no socks
No ceiling, new coupe
They know I'm a dope boy, they don't have no proof

I'm 3 steps removed, I know how to move
It's looking like, I don't know how to lose
I'm winning again, I'm at the Wynn
I'm at the table, I'm gambling

Lucky lefty, I expect a 7
I went through hell, I'm expecting heaven, I'm owed
I'm throwed and I stuck to the G-code
I'm here, oh yeah, I promise I ain't going nowhere

Okay here, like a hare, like a rabbit, I like karats
I'm allergic to having bunny ears
Like broke, like nope, like ha, I ain't no joke
I can't be stopped like nope, like nope, extend the beat Noah

2 seats in the 911
No limit on the black card
Told y'all I was gonna go HAM
To the ocean in my backyard

No lies in my verses
Hey, please pardon all the curses
Hey, **** gotta come some way
***k, when you growing up worthless

Middle finger to my old life
Special shout out to my old head
If it wasn't for your advice
A ***** would have been so dead

I'm living life till these *****s kill me
Turn this up if these *****s feel me
I'm riding dirty trying to get filthy
Pabalo Pic***o, Rothkos, Rilkes

Graduated to the MOMA
And I did all of this without a diploma
Graduated from the corner
Y'all can play me for a mother***kin' fool if you wanna

Street smart and I'm book smart
Could have been a chemist 'cause I cook smart
Only thing to stop me is me
Hey, and I'mma stop when the hook start, hold up

This is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the Lord
Till I die I'mma ***kin' ball

Now who gon' stop me?
Who gon' stop me, huh?
Who gon' stop me?
Who gon' stop me, huh?

Black cards, black cars
Black on black, black broads
Whole lotta money in a black bag
Black strap, you know what that's for