MOB Freestyle Lil Bibby

[Intro]
Yeah I'm M.O.B, look

[Verse 1]
Say they let me in the club, through the back, with the strap
All these strippers on my dick because a youngin' got them racks
Hell yeah, I move the pack
Hell yeah, I keep a gat
Hell nah, I won't snitch
And I prolly fucked your bitch
And they know I keep it cool
But they know that I switch
And they know I'm M.O.B
Put my money over chicks
Niggas got they hands out, so I told 'em "suck a dick"
I can never get extorted, bitch I'm dying for this shit
In the field, put my life all in them lines for them shit
Niggas claimin' that they real, but be lying in this shit
I be getting to the guap, got no time for a bitch
Is you fuckin' me or not?
My favourite line for a bitch
My young nigga savage, my gun automatic
If you want the static, it's free, you can have it
Please do not get me confused with this rappin'
Dissin' the king and you know what’ll happen
I came home from trappin', all of my hittas they slow
All of my hittas on gold, keep them a rachet
And I ain't talkin about hoes
Pull up and pop at the shows
Let me find out where you hiding now, then we slide now
Used to tote them .38s, its 50 shots .45s now
Used to shoot them hoops, we shootin' pistols, niggas die now
Snub nose, 5 shots it's drums in them 9’s now