Salaam Remi, Joell Ortiz - Can't Stop Won't Stop lyrics

Can't stop, won't stop, new whip, old block
Pick up new bitches, front on old thots
My door locked
Windows tinted but they know who in it
But, I'll be gone in sixty seconds
Blew your New York minute
You had a run, now you're finished
Your shoe box diminished
Your nine probably rusty
Got like two slugs in it
My hitters spin the block
They gon' spin the whole block
We throw bricks in the tub and spin
Back the whole block 'til it's rock
The type of time I'm on, I got this
Lookouts watch for cops
I just cop new watches
Bands in my pockets, boy, the knots obnoxious
Diddy Bop in the spot as I cop Cirocs
Is homegirl tryna inch her way here?
She whispered, "Where I know you
From?" I told her, "Everywhere"
Glasses in the air, boy
Let's toast to the official
And please, no issues, you know they
Let us in with pistols, nigga

Yeah, and you can't stop
Yeah, and you won't stop
Yeah, and you can't stop
Yeah, and you won't stop

Can't stop, won't stop, new whip, old block
Tell these new kids that I let fours pop
A dome shot put your thoughts on that
Block where you trap
They'll find braids in the store
Near that lottery rack
Everybody ain't for the grind
But me? This is mine
Never had any pets, but my dog food a nine
Down to your last dime
I'm not the one you try to line
I know where you get a cut
They won't have nothin' to line
Flick it up one time and
Send letters to the mountains
To them black hoody niggas who
Was peddling the mountains
We had TEC's on the Treks
Turn your chest into a fountain
Then clap the nigga next to you for shouting
And ride off subtle
Like I ain't just done it
Leave you there in a puddle
Staring up at nothin'
I never started trouble
But I don't run from it
I just confront it and my
AK keep it one hundred

Yeah, and you can't stop
Yeah, and you won't stop
Yeah, and you can't stop
Yeah, and you won't stop (Uh)

Can't stop, won't stop, new whip, old block
Turn this shit all the way up to
Your trunk knock the blood clot
I'm looking 'round
These niggas must've forgot
Alright, alright
I let you niggas eat enough on my block
Daddy's home, I showed up in my slippers
These bitches that you cuffing
I fuck 'em through my zipper
You smoking blunts with her
She shotty in the whip
I'm smokin blunts dolo with the
Shotty in the whip
No, I ain't dripping sauce
This a whole different cloth sound like 9
11 when I dip off in the Porsche
Keep somethin' in the glove, but
The glove won't fit, of course
My attorneys go to war, I disrespect the law
I'll disrespect your face with this razor
Let it pour open up your cheek
They'll see your teeth through your jaw
I keep the tools with me
I'm a handyman for sure
Sometimes you gotta fix a nigga
Up 'til he's no more, blah

Yeah, and you can't stop
Yeah, and you won't stop
Yeah, and you can't stop
Yeah, and you won't stop