[Intro]
Aye I wanna pop my shit on this shit
They talkin' 'bout these niggas gangsters
These niggas got me fucked up, Mob
And I'm comin' like this nigga
This the only way to be in this shit
These niggas ain't street for real
Haha, and I already know
Mob, Mob, Mob
[Verse]
I hear them rap niggas droppin' them disses and shit and I hope they prepared to die
You know what you did, so when we come get on your ass, I hope you ain't wonderin' why
I live like a reaper, I'm clutchin' so tight on that iron, and I ain't gon' let shit slide
Got to come out a champion I'm on the rise
Sippin' that Wock' 'bout to [?]
Got a goal to be reach and I gotta accomplish it
Got the Glocks in the whip when we pull up we hop out and droppin' shit
Pull up and sit on your whip so the hop in we parkin' it
How you got a problem in coppin' it
Ate up the block and your name in the wind
New ARP it'll blow off his chin
Went up on them drugs and got up in my element
A half of a M only way that I'm settlin'
I sip out the pint I ain't doin' no measurin'
Uh, catch him if shit get hectic we step on him
I got in my bag it ain't hard to put check on him
I helped a nigga that I should've flexed on
I fuck different bitches like I'm into porn
If you want a P hit me up on my horn
My bitch don't know 'bout shit that I'm doin'
I can't let let her know what the fuck I be on
Uh uh, Mob, uh I gotta stand for somethin'
It's different religions but you know that shit don't mean nothin' I still gotta stay with my brothers
What you know about gettin' that coke and you don't know how to whip it and tried and fucked up the butter
I been through the trials and got through all the tribulations and that's how I got out the gutter
I bet you gon' win if you put in some hustle
Every Savage got I got off muscle
But I wouldn't be nowhere if I didn't struggle
I'ma stay by your side if I tell you that I love you
Stop blowin' that stick fell in love with them cutters
But I think that I just like the way that it stutter
Put the spank on a nigga like he was in trouble
He fucked up my money I catch him and [?] him
Mob, this shit goin' on niggas think I ain't peepin' it
Eyes wide open can't be on no sleep shit
Catchin' them bodies we not on no [?] shit
See the dope crack I'm the type nigga creep in
I'm in the club with some Perc's and my heat in there
Play with a nigga like me that's a double [?]
That trigger on that Glock will knock out a bunch of your hair
Go to war with that shit nigga said "That ain't fair"
Hit the fully out my .30 got one in the head
Really steppin' on shit, nigga, yeah
She a paranoid bitch with some scared-ass head
Make me step on his ass with the Glock with the legs
Stick put him to sleep you would think he a bed
Heard you fuck with them niggas that be over there
Heard you thinkin' 'bout snakin' me nigga I dare you
Uh uh, bitch
Know I'ma win but this shit gettin' difficult
The beam on the Glock so I know I ain't missin' you
Bitch eatin' my dick and she comin' home kissin' you
No I ain't love her 'cause bitches be pitiful
You drop a diss and I'm comin' to get with you
I get them lows and I know who to ship it to
I know the plug I'm the nigga you get it through
I got on my shit and I got on the rise
Can't respond to a diss 'cause nigga I'm tired
Fuckin' with niggas who hurt me I cried
And I didn't even cry 'bout some niggas who died
I tell them I love them they turn 'round and lie
I wanna send they bitch-ass to the sky
I wanna smoke out the P sippin' Moet on a yacht
And I bet you I do it from rap
Look in niggas' eyes, turnin' to stone
Like Medusa you gotta behead the snakes
Niggas ain't gon' be trusted a lot of them snakes
Let a nigga try me I hit the micro-Drac'
I lay in a nigga bush dressed in a cape
When he come out his front door I bake him a cake
We don't get the wrong person we don't make no mistakes
Put his ass on plate he a well-done steak
Nigga I was the man since '08
'Round that time nigga I was just 8
I was 16 years old trappin' in vacants
I'm 20 years old makin' opp niggas hate
I'm shinin' and I see that look on they face
How the fuck you be eatin' and worried 'bout me?
I hate the fact niggas don't think I'ma [?]
Let me [?] and I'm goin' out squeezin'
I got some clout but I still'll go step
Make all them broke niggas turn to the left
When I was young I got locked for a theft
Grandma always told me that I'ma be blessed
My time right now I ain't goin' for next
Chucky and Nico I'm blowin' for that
Switch on the stick make the bitch go blatt
Hit him in his head make his shit go splat
Aye I wanna pop my shit on this shit
They talkin' 'bout these niggas gangsters
These niggas got me fucked up, Mob
And I'm comin' like this nigga
This the only way to be in this shit
These niggas ain't street for real
Haha, and I already know
Mob, Mob, Mob
[Verse]
I hear them rap niggas droppin' them disses and shit and I hope they prepared to die
You know what you did, so when we come get on your ass, I hope you ain't wonderin' why
I live like a reaper, I'm clutchin' so tight on that iron, and I ain't gon' let shit slide
Got to come out a champion I'm on the rise
Sippin' that Wock' 'bout to [?]
Got a goal to be reach and I gotta accomplish it
Got the Glocks in the whip when we pull up we hop out and droppin' shit
Pull up and sit on your whip so the hop in we parkin' it
How you got a problem in coppin' it
Ate up the block and your name in the wind
New ARP it'll blow off his chin
Went up on them drugs and got up in my element
A half of a M only way that I'm settlin'
I sip out the pint I ain't doin' no measurin'
Uh, catch him if shit get hectic we step on him
I got in my bag it ain't hard to put check on him
I helped a nigga that I should've flexed on
I fuck different bitches like I'm into porn
If you want a P hit me up on my horn
My bitch don't know 'bout shit that I'm doin'
I can't let let her know what the fuck I be on
Uh uh, Mob, uh I gotta stand for somethin'
It's different religions but you know that shit don't mean nothin' I still gotta stay with my brothers
What you know about gettin' that coke and you don't know how to whip it and tried and fucked up the butter
I been through the trials and got through all the tribulations and that's how I got out the gutter
I bet you gon' win if you put in some hustle
Every Savage got I got off muscle
But I wouldn't be nowhere if I didn't struggle
I'ma stay by your side if I tell you that I love you
Stop blowin' that stick fell in love with them cutters
But I think that I just like the way that it stutter
Put the spank on a nigga like he was in trouble
He fucked up my money I catch him and [?] him
Mob, this shit goin' on niggas think I ain't peepin' it
Eyes wide open can't be on no sleep shit
Catchin' them bodies we not on no [?] shit
See the dope crack I'm the type nigga creep in
I'm in the club with some Perc's and my heat in there
Play with a nigga like me that's a double [?]
That trigger on that Glock will knock out a bunch of your hair
Go to war with that shit nigga said "That ain't fair"
Hit the fully out my .30 got one in the head
Really steppin' on shit, nigga, yeah
She a paranoid bitch with some scared-ass head
Make me step on his ass with the Glock with the legs
Stick put him to sleep you would think he a bed
Heard you fuck with them niggas that be over there
Heard you thinkin' 'bout snakin' me nigga I dare you
Uh uh, bitch
Know I'ma win but this shit gettin' difficult
The beam on the Glock so I know I ain't missin' you
Bitch eatin' my dick and she comin' home kissin' you
No I ain't love her 'cause bitches be pitiful
You drop a diss and I'm comin' to get with you
I get them lows and I know who to ship it to
I know the plug I'm the nigga you get it through
I got on my shit and I got on the rise
Can't respond to a diss 'cause nigga I'm tired
Fuckin' with niggas who hurt me I cried
And I didn't even cry 'bout some niggas who died
I tell them I love them they turn 'round and lie
I wanna send they bitch-ass to the sky
I wanna smoke out the P sippin' Moet on a yacht
And I bet you I do it from rap
Look in niggas' eyes, turnin' to stone
Like Medusa you gotta behead the snakes
Niggas ain't gon' be trusted a lot of them snakes
Let a nigga try me I hit the micro-Drac'
I lay in a nigga bush dressed in a cape
When he come out his front door I bake him a cake
We don't get the wrong person we don't make no mistakes
Put his ass on plate he a well-done steak
Nigga I was the man since '08
'Round that time nigga I was just 8
I was 16 years old trappin' in vacants
I'm 20 years old makin' opp niggas hate
I'm shinin' and I see that look on they face
How the fuck you be eatin' and worried 'bout me?
I hate the fact niggas don't think I'ma [?]
Let me [?] and I'm goin' out squeezin'
I got some clout but I still'll go step
Make all them broke niggas turn to the left
When I was young I got locked for a theft
Grandma always told me that I'ma be blessed
My time right now I ain't goin' for next
Chucky and Nico I'm blowin' for that
Switch on the stick make the bitch go blatt
Hit him in his head make his shit go splat
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