Yea, the JA
This that MOB shit nigga
Drought season aye
[Verse 1: The Jacka]
They say you only cry when you know you wrong
And every time you see me its like you need a loan
But you fall off every time I put you on
Guess you all lost tryna come up from my song
Fuck this rap shit, when it's war nigga
Every time I see them suckas gotta pull the trigger
Said you paid me for that coke but I don't remember
Guess I run through so much dope they think I'm gon' forget it
I never notice, but I'm always focused
So I'm smokin Jokers, let em know its real
Everybody know us and they scared as hell
Cause they never show up when I come around
Man I'mma po up, the President want me to dumb it down, but before I slow up
I'll gun you down with this K I roll with
Seen every (????) but this one the coldest
[Hook: Young Bossi]
I'm a hustlah, a black entrepreneur
Nigga its the MOB, throwin kush bricks on the floor
All night countin paper got my hands hurtin
Lean in my cup, drought season and I got the work in
Trappin hard, gettin money, thats my motto nigga
One phone call feel the wrath of a fuckin killa
1-7-7-0-8 you niggas gotta feel us
(???) the streets, a fuckin gorilla
This that MOB shit nigga
Drought season aye
[Verse 1: The Jacka]
They say you only cry when you know you wrong
And every time you see me its like you need a loan
But you fall off every time I put you on
Guess you all lost tryna come up from my song
Fuck this rap shit, when it's war nigga
Every time I see them suckas gotta pull the trigger
Said you paid me for that coke but I don't remember
Guess I run through so much dope they think I'm gon' forget it
I never notice, but I'm always focused
So I'm smokin Jokers, let em know its real
Everybody know us and they scared as hell
Cause they never show up when I come around
Man I'mma po up, the President want me to dumb it down, but before I slow up
I'll gun you down with this K I roll with
Seen every (????) but this one the coldest
[Hook: Young Bossi]
I'm a hustlah, a black entrepreneur
Nigga its the MOB, throwin kush bricks on the floor
All night countin paper got my hands hurtin
Lean in my cup, drought season and I got the work in
Trappin hard, gettin money, thats my motto nigga
One phone call feel the wrath of a fuckin killa
1-7-7-0-8 you niggas gotta feel us
(???) the streets, a fuckin gorilla
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