Our Time

Ohhhhhhh Who it is, mob gang, been knew it's our time but we ready though uh Been knew it's our time but we ready though And I ain't got time for no silly hoes Told the fam I ball like a give and go Got this shit out the mud, now it's plenty dough Boy I thought you was hard, what you snitching for Mob gang, we some solid individuals Like, I ain't got no hands I ain't feeling you If you can't beat that nigga show him what that pistol do Been knew it's our time we ain't regular Rudy Gobert these hoes off my cellular Mob gang we the best no comparing us Niggas tripping they must be on angel dust Only biscotti everytime a nigga rolling up When we walk up in the building they gone notice us I can't hit you little mama you ain't got no big butt Baby no disrespect when I'm just trying f*ck Ride that dick spell your name I'm a buckle up If you can't beat that nigga, show him that pistol Leg shooting ass niggas ain't official He got allergies, dont wipe that nigga nose without a tissue Like a swisher down the middle Lewwie mac he gotta split you Put that little boy on a obituary I got to run it up boy it's February Phineas and Ferb I'll have you missing like Perry My killers want bands for your head Jason Terry Mob gang from the sip to the o legendary I'm upping my pole I think it's necessary They askin us why we ain't on already They hating I'm thinking these f*ck niggas jealous So give me my credit, they know we be stepping We be on some extra shit, rapping so excellent it's our time, I think you need to go check the shit aye Been knew it's our time but we ready though And I ain't got time for no silly hoes Told the fam I ball like a give and go Got this shit out the mud now it's plenty dough Boy I thought you was hard what you snitching for Mob gang we some solid individuals Like, I ain't got no hands I ain't feeling you If you can't beat that nigga show him what that pistol do Been knew it's my time like a prisoner Got the little bitches watching like cinema F*ck her then dip, when I leave she gone trip I be having her salty like vinegar I want smoke like a cool and a seneca Dukie lump like a lizard I'm licking her I'm on zans no way I remember her If your mans was tripping I hit at him I got gold on my finger look like Shaba Ranks In the tent with my pops he be prepping the stank On this Polo Ralph Lauren you can't find a stain These niggas all neck I'm ahead a the game I got mo more stripes than a damn candy cane Get on my track, I'm a hit like a train Watch out for pictures that's how you get framed Usher, R Kelly these bitches the same Been knew it's my time but I'm ready though Do this shit everyday like a schedule Hit the bitch with da scissors no petty ho Put his head in a lock like Chris Jericho Free my niggas still using a domino Balling like Dante Lewis at Seminole I'm a felon, lil Dukie a criminal Kept my mouth close and came home a general Been knew it's our time but we ready though And I ain't got time for no silly hoes Told the fam I ball like a give and go Got this shit out the mud now it's plenty dough Boy I thought you was hard what you snitching for Mob gang we some solid individuals Like, I ain't got no hands I ain't feeling you If you can't beat that nigga show him what that pistol do