Still Mobbin

Hoe You ain't got to cough or nothing Mob gang nigga Im tired of playing with these niggas man Real shit Bitch I been rolling up some damn biscotti I'm in a Chrysler, this not a big body She ride that dick like a damn Kawasaki I ain't tryna listen if it ain't bout no broccoli I'm am a veteran, nigga just watch me That glizzy on me just in case niggas plotting I'm just getting started, no way that I'm stopping Do what I do I just murder the topic You need that bag, then come choose I got options Serving these niggas, no question I got it Pass that bitch right to my brother John Stockton They done freed duke, let him know we still mobbing Remember back then, we was jugging and robbing I Block that boy right off my phone, Serge Ibaka I'm about my cheese like some damn enchiladas Nine on my waist like the old Iguodala Remember the school I had weed in my locker Play with them pills, I could hang with a doctor We got what you need , hell of options, no problem My pants was Girbaud and my T shirt was starter Popping, I Polo'd my collar I'm at the telly, need a bitch to come gargle Pack is smelly, pay the price, ain't no bargain Got green on me nigga, could start up a garden Talking that shit better get you some Charmin Up everyday six o'clock in the morning Them bags in my bag , come and get them you want them Plus a pistol, Dukie ain't giving no warning Keep it player, main these niggas be coaching Let her suck the dick, she gagging and choking Lawn Chair, it ain't no way that I'm folding My heart done got colder Minor setback, had to move me some boulders Medical card, all I smoke is exotic I put some syrup in my slushy from sonic If you need a cutie, you know that I got it Get smoked like a doobie or pop like a narcotic I pull up in a big body, I dare a nigga to try me Trampoline, I catch a body Dukie lump, he riding shotty We jump on the beat like we Matt and Jeff Hardy Got a bitch geeking on Molly no Cyrus I'm in her mouth like some gum, ain't no trident I don't got hoes but she think that I'm lying The mob we can't fold, niggas know we too solid We can shoot if you want but we still with the locking Niggas get to popping ,Bodies get to dropping Hearts get to stopping, I ain't got a option I'm the one that's plotting I caught him at the light like, where your rocket Boy I can not make the deposit, that money in my wallet Shitting on them bitches, got them feeling like a toilet When I take the shot I call it I'm from Mississippi, right there by New Orleans With the big ass bridge and a whole lot of water Trap jumping Aaron Gordon, Vince Carter, Michael Porter Hit that bitch and make a order Find his body law and order Serve a little mexican nigga like on the border Walking through the motherfucking trenches like Dora Im a hot nigga like Arizona Aye don't let me catch your ass on a corner Im a smoke you like a cigarette The internet beef, We ain't into that Mortal Kombat,I'm finna finish that Jugg a little nigga, take his shit and he can't get it back Hit a little bity bitch and now I ain't feeling that You talking like you gangsta, little nigga you ain't living that Dukie lump gone tell these niggas where they lacking at Only if they listen To a nigga like Dukie Lump, when I'm trying to up you on your pimping I feel like a grizzly I was popping zans at eleven in the morning Drinking forties til I'm dizzy I'm cold like Michigan I'm so focused on making this money, I ain't even had time for these bitches The grind getting gifted Had to pay myself on the back two times Just for making good decisions You got road rage, then we ready for the wreck Walking up in saints, these bitches breaking they neck Dukie vibe amazing I know it's making her wet Married to the money, honeymoon with a check I'm allergic to that kitty, all I wanted was the neck Bus full of bitches like next Pussy niggas never been a threat Please come correct Or we gone put four to his back like he Brett Boom boom boom