MOB Vibes

Uh
Walk em down
Why the fuck they be stealing my sound
Switched it up on a bitch think I'm file
I been chasing these millions no Kizzy not thousands
Get the fuck out my business you lowsy
Bankroll came with 50s like Curtis got power
I put some dick in his bitch now she shouting
What it is we got drip in this bitch like a fountain
No love for these bitches just thug and be proud
I love the bape but I'm louie V'd down
They love to hate it aint new to me now
Aint no love in this game you aint fooling me
I got a whole lot of pain it aint new to me
Sal that's the gang he won't change keep a tool with me pow
if u play with da gang that's a 223
Im like how they gone do with me
I went to school with weed
I get some racks I give that to my brother
They double back with them macs had to touch em
Click clow then it's splat If they ask we know nothing
We got some gas sippin splash by the dozen
Just ask my dad Im a bad Motha Fucka
Won't crash out for nothin
Get racks with my cousins
Keep it one thousand spit facts Nd get money
Shout out luh Matt He had trapped da whole summer

He was trap it get real I still trap in the field
Turn a pack to a mill try to jack you get killed
Keep a chop stick still when I'm riding in the hills
And I'm smoking on the opps give a fuck how they feel
762 and 223s
Im in the club with ARP
Nigga reach for my chain he gone D-I-E
If I know you a bitch you can't stand by me
Im in the trap and I'm cooking rocks up
Kick his ass out the spot cuz he ain't bought nun
In my house all I got is tall guns
Pay my youngan a fee he gone walk sumn
Amiri jeans with the racks in em
Nigga Play with my money get wacked nigga
Bitch don't try to play me for a rap nigga
I was on the block serving crack nigga
SAUCE



Credits
Writer(s): Roderick Alexander Jr
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