"Mob Shit" lyrics
(feat. Fenix Flexin & Capolow)
I just pull up and I drop
On the opps
Bodies drop
On the opps
I said, pull up on the opps
Bodies drop
On the opps
They get shot
Get it
Get it
Get it, get it, get it
I'm with Capolow304 (Ay, ay)
We fucked your hoe (Ay, ay)
At my show
We them niggas getting dough
What up Slayter, that's my bro
I just poured myself a 4
Where we going? I don't know
But for sure I got a pole!
I rock Prada, I rock Louis
I rock Gucci, not no True
I got 30 in these Ksubis
If he try me, I'ma do him
I'm just tryna run these bands up
Look she tryna conversate
Nigga playing with my guap I'm finna contemplate
Murder!
You them niggas we ain't never heard of
I skrrt up
I'm fucking on your bitch she got her skirt up
Word up, we them niggas popping you ain't heard us?
I'm pouring up the drop it got me moving like a turtle
50 piece up on your head, gon' knock you out your shoes
Paid a stack up on my kicks
Baby girl these Christian Loubs
Channel 5 he made the news
Get the chopper that's my dude
If you finna act a fool
If it's up it's stuck like glue, nigga
Pull up and I drop shit, on a opp bitch
I got hot stick, heat stick, mob shit
Bounce us I pop shit
Walk ups I rock shit
Grrah! Graah! Graah!
Chopper singing on some mob shit
Pull up and I drop shit, on a opp bitch
I got hot stick, heat stick, mob shit
Bounce us I pop shit
Walk ups I rock shit
Grrah! Graah! Graah!
Chopper singing on some mob shit
Yeah, my little bitch she's a fucking a scammer
I got Juelz just like Santana
My bitch dirty just like Diana
Sending packs to Alabama
Smith and Wesson waiting on me, soon as I touch Atlanta
My little bitch mixed with Chinese, I could barely understand her
Raise the price and I raise the standards
Fuck the politics and the scandals
$1,500 on Louis sandals
Made a pussy boy an example
Usually it's dirty Sprite, today it's a dirty Fanta
My side bitch dropped out of school to become a Magic dancer
Free the guys, fuck them niggas that's telling
Will that nigga change on me? Ain't no telling
They sent my dog on a one way to heaven
I done did a lot of shit I'm regretting, yeah
If he switch sides, then let him switch sides
All these drugs fucking up my insides
Was gonna hit her back but I have too much pride
If a nigga run up on me, suicide
Pull up and I drop shit, on a opp bitch
I got hot stick, heat stick, mob shit
Bounce us I pop shit
Walk ups I rock shit
Grrah! Graah! Graah!
Chopper singing on some mob shit
Pull up and I drop shit, on a opp bitch
I got hot stick, heat stick, mob shit
Bounce us I pop shit
Walk ups I rock shit
Grrah! Graah! Graah!
Chopper singing on some mob shit
On the opps
Bodies drop
On the opps
I said, pull up on the opps
Bodies drop
On the opps
They get shot
Get it
Get it
Get it, get it, get it
I'm with Capolow304 (Ay, ay)
We fucked your hoe (Ay, ay)
At my show
We them niggas getting dough
What up Slayter, that's my bro
I just poured myself a 4
Where we going? I don't know
But for sure I got a pole!
I rock Prada, I rock Louis
I rock Gucci, not no True
I got 30 in these Ksubis
If he try me, I'ma do him
I'm just tryna run these bands up
Look she tryna conversate
Nigga playing with my guap I'm finna contemplate
Murder!
You them niggas we ain't never heard of
I skrrt up
I'm fucking on your bitch she got her skirt up
Word up, we them niggas popping you ain't heard us?
I'm pouring up the drop it got me moving like a turtle
50 piece up on your head, gon' knock you out your shoes
Paid a stack up on my kicks
Baby girl these Christian Loubs
Channel 5 he made the news
Get the chopper that's my dude
If you finna act a fool
If it's up it's stuck like glue, nigga
Pull up and I drop shit, on a opp bitch
I got hot stick, heat stick, mob shit
Bounce us I pop shit
Walk ups I rock shit
Grrah! Graah! Graah!
Chopper singing on some mob shit
Pull up and I drop shit, on a opp bitch
I got hot stick, heat stick, mob shit
Bounce us I pop shit
Walk ups I rock shit
Grrah! Graah! Graah!
Chopper singing on some mob shit
Yeah, my little bitch she's a fucking a scammer
I got Juelz just like Santana
My bitch dirty just like Diana
Sending packs to Alabama
Smith and Wesson waiting on me, soon as I touch Atlanta
My little bitch mixed with Chinese, I could barely understand her
Raise the price and I raise the standards
Fuck the politics and the scandals
$1,500 on Louis sandals
Made a pussy boy an example
Usually it's dirty Sprite, today it's a dirty Fanta
My side bitch dropped out of school to become a Magic dancer
Free the guys, fuck them niggas that's telling
Will that nigga change on me? Ain't no telling
They sent my dog on a one way to heaven
I done did a lot of shit I'm regretting, yeah
If he switch sides, then let him switch sides
All these drugs fucking up my insides
Was gonna hit her back but I have too much pride
If a nigga run up on me, suicide
Pull up and I drop shit, on a opp bitch
I got hot stick, heat stick, mob shit
Bounce us I pop shit
Walk ups I rock shit
Grrah! Graah! Graah!
Chopper singing on some mob shit
Pull up and I drop shit, on a opp bitch
I got hot stick, heat stick, mob shit
Bounce us I pop shit
Walk ups I rock shit
Grrah! Graah! Graah!
Chopper singing on some mob shit
