MOBBIN'

This wok ain’t no gin Do not think that I’m playing And this glock got a twin, Shit look like Damon Wayans Yeah, I hang off the rim And I’m dunking on lames And I came here to win, What the f*ck is you saying? I’m in love with the cash So I wanna marry it I’m swinging the hatchet I do not wanna bury it Yeah, they full of jokes They really think they hilarious Now they whip full of holes, Best believe that i carry it Bitch I shoot out the dodge, This shit a chariot And my nina a fox She gon’ sing like a clarinet I mix wock like a science, Shit so clean I won’t vary it Told these bitches kick rocks So don’t believe that I care and shit Sorry I don’t want you Call your brother for the drama You can meet my llama I’m a motherfucking doctor DD Come and rob ya, we gon’ check you then we stop you On the block we DD boppin Throwing L’s you know we mobbin’ Why the f*ck you talking, While we fuckin stopping? We be hitting stains like we coming out of Compton Daniel got the flame Ain’t nobody gonna stop it You know we mobbin’ You know we mobbin’ Thrifted up, i'm fitted like my daddy off that ship Doesn’t hating from an empty stomach make you niggas sick? Keep on fighting over bones might change my name to Michael Vick Disrespectful when I’m tipsy, selling pills like it was lit I got CCs, hitting banks, we out here whopping' corporate licks Goober niggas talking shit cuz I’m a Michael to their Prince Scam your granny out her money, I’m that - Nigerian prince Closing burners when we’re done, ain’t left no trace, it was a rinse