Unleaded One Mob (Ft. Mozzy, Paperboy Rell, Philthy Rich & Young Bossi)

[Chorus: Paperboy Rell]
We gassin' niggas no unleaded
Straight gas nigga no credit
Fucking with the Mob and you gon' get it
30 rounds in my clip Glock 27
Pull up on yo ass with this automatic
Couple shooters in the car that'll let you have it
Broad daylight yeah my niggas gunnin'
Usain Bolt how you niggas runnin'

[Verse 1: Young Bossi]
Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
Niggas sneak dissing but I don't let it phase me
Cocaine crazy this trap game paid me
Born in the 80's the dope dealers raised me
Dope era niggas talking till I whip out the cater
You a captain-save-her I'ma money chaser
Gucci blazer AR with the laser
Jesus piece with the jew-els more mail off crack sales
I played the cards I was dealt, I can't fold nigga
With my nigga Philthy fish scale I'm a cold killa
Put them shootas on your head you a hoe nigga
Disrespecting the Mob you gotta go nigga
Free my niggas in the pen, all we do is win
Chea, hope I never have to kill again
Ridin' dirty with the kicks on the turnpike
Still plugged with the lean and the China white