M.O.A.B.

Gold on my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill
If you bustas slippin', it's this 50 finna do the deal
Gold on my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill
If you bustas slippin', it's this 50 finna do the deal

Think I'm going crazy I might lose it baby (I might lose it)
Pull up on the block I got that riggy baby (Be that riggy boi)
She said she can't fuck with it so goodbye
I pull it back and hit it like a 45

Smoked out bitch I'm on a roll, said you fuck with it
Picc Line push it then I roll, you can't fuck with it
Sepsis how I spit my flow, bet you fuck with it
Deathwish punch it till I blow, you ain't ducking shit
Smoked out bitch I'm on a roll, I don't feel right
Fuck, shit, bitch I'm bout to blow, like a land mine
Smoked out thought you'd never try, get the rope tied
Dope blood do it till I die, I don't feel right

Bitch I be that white boi
Smoking on that white boi
Ten toes down till I'm down till I'm right boi
Get well soon fold be looking like a god shot
Till it hits your blood and they done hit you with a hot shot
Ay ay ay
And they said "why the fuck you tripping mane?"
Everything good, all good if you dripping mane
Only one who wet me up is me, myself and Revy uh
Said you wanna hang with us but don't meet the criteria
Hit em with a snap-on cap on til I pull up to the party bitch
Rev don't run don't cum from dope I hit 'em with a shard so hard he sick
Blow Back MOAB, I can't see shit I think I'm falling bitch
Damn he run go dumb he dumb I'm stuck up at the party bitch

Stain Team stay away from hoes
When I'm on one
Shot down bitch you do the most
That's a problem
Step back bitch I'm on the way
On the way on the
Duck bitch Revy here to stay

Gold on my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill
If you bustas slippin', it's this 50 finna do the deal
Gold on my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill
If you bustas slippin', it's this 50 finna do the deal



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Writer(s): Benjamin Bussey
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