M0B
Comin' off the exit mobbin' what's good
I hit the tree so hard you'd swear I'm gettin' lost in the woods
I know you saw me comin' up but never thought that I could
I sound too black, my hair is red, the Leprichaun in the Hood
Go figure
I love this place, I hate this place, this shit's so bittersweet
Tried escaping once but when I left, I felt so incomplete
I hear the beat, spit some heat, now they lookin' in disbelief
Shit, I'm just tryna stay on top, you just tryna pin a tweet
Mobbin' in a classic out in traffic
Rockfords hittin', slappin', ears get damaged
This bopper took the pass then took advantage
Now she swallowin' this Vlasic till it's flacid, that's it
Woke my ass up early, I got moves to make, let's go & get it
I been scrapin' like I overdid it on a lowered Civic
Tweakers takin' hostages so much they had to close Pacific
And if you just can't take all of these bars, then you should know your limit
Heat inside, the speakers vibratin' until the cardboard pop
We just like, please be advised you should keep your car door locked
If it look right, I might shoot my shot
I ain't gotta wait for the right move to drop
It don't matter who I been signed to or not
Cause they got no sauce like the drive thru forgot
Everybody know everybody, the same ones you should know
Hit the Loop, got a bitch to swoop, she off of Tule Lake Road
Oh you ain't know? I used to get left out like food that's 2 days old
Ya friends was there when you was up, but when you down they Usain Bolt
All that shit just ruined me for later
Got meth addicts turned meth-chanics and they do the cheapest labor
If ya shit end up missin', well then it's usually ya neighbor
And if you knock me for my bitch, then you just doin' me a favor, facts
If you ain't gone ride with me, then you just in the way
They thought they had me figured out, that's when I switched the play
I got State Patrol behind me while I'm swervin' in the lane
But if they pull me over, I ain't got nothing to say
Just mob
Mob
I hit the tree so hard you'd swear I'm gettin' lost in the woods
I know you saw me comin' up but never thought that I could
I sound too black, my hair is red, the Leprichaun in the Hood
Go figure
I love this place, I hate this place, this shit's so bittersweet
Tried escaping once but when I left, I felt so incomplete
I hear the beat, spit some heat, now they lookin' in disbelief
Shit, I'm just tryna stay on top, you just tryna pin a tweet
Mobbin' in a classic out in traffic
Rockfords hittin', slappin', ears get damaged
This bopper took the pass then took advantage
Now she swallowin' this Vlasic till it's flacid, that's it
Woke my ass up early, I got moves to make, let's go & get it
I been scrapin' like I overdid it on a lowered Civic
Tweakers takin' hostages so much they had to close Pacific
And if you just can't take all of these bars, then you should know your limit
Heat inside, the speakers vibratin' until the cardboard pop
We just like, please be advised you should keep your car door locked
If it look right, I might shoot my shot
I ain't gotta wait for the right move to drop
It don't matter who I been signed to or not
Cause they got no sauce like the drive thru forgot
Everybody know everybody, the same ones you should know
Hit the Loop, got a bitch to swoop, she off of Tule Lake Road
Oh you ain't know? I used to get left out like food that's 2 days old
Ya friends was there when you was up, but when you down they Usain Bolt
All that shit just ruined me for later
Got meth addicts turned meth-chanics and they do the cheapest labor
If ya shit end up missin', well then it's usually ya neighbor
And if you knock me for my bitch, then you just doin' me a favor, facts
If you ain't gone ride with me, then you just in the way
They thought they had me figured out, that's when I switched the play
I got State Patrol behind me while I'm swervin' in the lane
But if they pull me over, I ain't got nothing to say
Just mob
Mob
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Writer(s): Jerad Barlow
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