Heard you in the mob ?
Nah, I heard you in it too
Four two five
I'm still plotting, nigga tryna make a plan fit
My young bull still tryna see who need a man hit
The coach finna put you out the game so who you playing with
I might ignore you when it ring like you ain't saying shit
I heard you in the mob
Nah shit I heard you in it too
Hold on bro the batch won't stay together I gotta get the glue
I hate that you Kin with all my opps cause you gone get it too
I sent the package with a pro and she gone get it through
I hate a kid game me and my brother tryna play for keeps
This not my bitch she gone f*ck I let her stay for weeks
I hope he don't forget what he sow cause we gone make em reap
Bro this purple we just smoked finna make you sleep
Dog walking, with a bitch that prolly hate her father
Dirty diaper on the drac I'm tryna bake a toddler
Stop tryna ride the team wave its not gone make you hotter
Baby slime don't wanna hoop he wanna make a dollar
My man's made boy and girl he tryna make the honor
I done turned things to them yings but not steak and lobster
Tell my son it's all hustle I'm tryna make a monster
I'm blowing wood throwing mob I'm tryna make a sponsor
I told her where to use her head, Im tryna make a scholar
I throw the work, and if he dump it, I can pay the shopper
I got a cough, I need some juice, Im finna play the doctor
I juggle hoes who black and white like I was playing soccer
Brody on a search, so get a gun and do not lack with it
You moving backwards, how you spend more than you stack nigga
You said you broke, then get somebody else to rap with you
I shot a shot, and hit his hip now he got back issues
She just left the crib from sucking dick, and now she back with you
If I know you solid, Ima break it down the half with you
Make you think we gang, then slime you out after I laugh with you
I know you a bitch, you grown as f*ck and let your dad hit you
I upped the canon, he wasnt ready, took a bad picture
I'll have my big shoot from the middy, like he Brad Miller
Bro said that you aint living life, you f*ck with black bitches
Up this fat bitch, I bet you wouldve thought that Shaq hit you
I need it quick, I got the bread, just bring the pack with you
Bitch, if I was Slim, up off Enough, I wouldve whacked Mitchell
I blew a bag, then turned around, and made a stack triple
Irritate me once, you getting popped, just like a bad pimple
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Heard you in the mob ?
Nah, I heard you in it too
Four two five
I'm still plotting, nigga tryna make a plan fit
My young bull still tryna see who need a man hit
The coach finna put you out the game so who you playing with
I might ignore you when it ring like you ain't saying shit
I heard you in the mob
Nah shit I heard you in it too
Hold on bro the batch won't stay together I gotta get the glue
I hate that you Kin with all my opps cause you gone get it too
I sent the package with a pro and she gone get it through
I hate a kid game me and my brother tryna play for keeps
This not my bitch she gone f*ck I let her stay for weeks
I hope he don't forget what he sow cause we gone make em reap
Bro this purple we just smoked finna make you sleep
Dog walking, with a bitch that prolly hate her father
Dirty diaper on the drac I'm tryna bake a toddler
Stop tryna ride the team wave its not gone make you hotter
Baby slime don't wanna hoop he wanna make a dollar
My man's made boy and girl he tryna make the honor
I done turned things to them yings but not steak and lobster
Tell my son it's all hustle I'm tryna make a monster
I'm blowing wood throwing mob I'm tryna make a sponsor
I told her where to use her head, Im tryna make a scholar
I throw the work, and if he dump it, I can pay the shopper
I got a cough, I need some juice, Im finna play the doctor
I juggle hoes who black and white like I was playing soccer
Brody on a search, so get a gun and do not lack with it
You moving backwards, how you spend more than you stack nigga
You said you broke, then get somebody else to rap with you
I shot a shot, and hit his hip now he got back issues
She just left the crib from sucking dick, and now she back with you
If I know you solid, Ima break it down the half with you
Make you think we gang, then slime you out after I laugh with you
I know you a bitch, you grown as f*ck and let your dad hit you
I upped the canon, he wasnt ready, took a bad picture
I'll have my big shoot from the middy, like he Brad Miller
Bro said that you aint living life, you f*ck with black bitches
Up this fat bitch, I bet you wouldve thought that Shaq hit you
I need it quick, I got the bread, just bring the pack with you
Bitch, if I was Slim, up off Enough, I wouldve whacked Mitchell
I blew a bag, then turned around, and made a stack triple
Irritate me once, you getting popped, just like a bad pimple
Nah, I heard you in it too
Four two five
I'm still plotting, nigga tryna make a plan fit
My young bull still tryna see who need a man hit
The coach finna put you out the game so who you playing with
I might ignore you when it ring like you ain't saying shit
I heard you in the mob
Nah shit I heard you in it too
Hold on bro the batch won't stay together I gotta get the glue
I hate that you Kin with all my opps cause you gone get it too
I sent the package with a pro and she gone get it through
I hate a kid game me and my brother tryna play for keeps
This not my bitch she gone f*ck I let her stay for weeks
I hope he don't forget what he sow cause we gone make em reap
Bro this purple we just smoked finna make you sleep
Dog walking, with a bitch that prolly hate her father
Dirty diaper on the drac I'm tryna bake a toddler
Stop tryna ride the team wave its not gone make you hotter
Baby slime don't wanna hoop he wanna make a dollar
My man's made boy and girl he tryna make the honor
I done turned things to them yings but not steak and lobster
Tell my son it's all hustle I'm tryna make a monster
I'm blowing wood throwing mob I'm tryna make a sponsor
I told her where to use her head, Im tryna make a scholar
I throw the work, and if he dump it, I can pay the shopper
I got a cough, I need some juice, Im finna play the doctor
I juggle hoes who black and white like I was playing soccer
Brody on a search, so get a gun and do not lack with it
You moving backwards, how you spend more than you stack nigga
You said you broke, then get somebody else to rap with you
I shot a shot, and hit his hip now he got back issues
She just left the crib from sucking dick, and now she back with you
If I know you solid, Ima break it down the half with you
Make you think we gang, then slime you out after I laugh with you
I know you a bitch, you grown as f*ck and let your dad hit you
I upped the canon, he wasnt ready, took a bad picture
I'll have my big shoot from the middy, like he Brad Miller
Bro said that you aint living life, you f*ck with black bitches
Up this fat bitch, I bet you wouldve thought that Shaq hit you
I need it quick, I got the bread, just bring the pack with you
Bitch, if I was Slim, up off Enough, I wouldve whacked Mitchell
I blew a bag, then turned around, and made a stack triple
Irritate me once, you getting popped, just like a bad pimple
Writer: Ryan Nayr
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid