"Mob Guys" lyrics
Young Stoner Life Lyrics
(feat. Quavo, Biggs money & Lil Unky)
[Biggs Money:]
Woah, woah
Uh, uh, let's go
Yeah, woah
Play with this shit, you get hogtied
Play with this shit, I swear you get hogtied
I'm havin' mob ties
I'm a real monster, I swear I'm a mob guy
My car havin' frog eyes
I got the mollys for bitches, I swear that they all die
I got Bentley on the truck, I wanna chop the head
Give a fuck about them niggas, I want them all dead
And then I seen the ho text, I left her on read
Question me 'bout this ho and I play sped
I put nut on this bitch, put her straight to bed
Ain't no thing about what I said, you heard what I said
Even [?] havin' strikers
I be blazin', I don't need no lighter (I don't)
He on life support, that boy a fighter
Bro in competiton he'll keep it higher
I don't lie to no bitch, I'm no liar
I can't sanction no bitch, I ain't no choir
I can pay for that shit, I'm a buyer
I'm at peak right now, I want higher
You got fire? I ain't pushin' and shovin'
When I'm done, I give her to buddy
And your bitch give a damn that I'm chubby
Bitch forgot that I'm fat, damn she love me
Kindergarten, man, my ho, she with the cubbies
So much, she callin' me hubby
[Quavo:]
Took a G6, now she a eater, I put fine shit in a two-seater
Drippin' water, they better call FEMA, I just fucked on this bitch, you can keep her
I'ma switch up the drip every season, pour me more of the drank, I ain't leanin'
Call Tiff' for the label, ain't screenin', give her some more and she get to fiendin'
Fuck it, hold on, that bitch a demon, fuck it, hold on, that bitch, she eatin'
Fuck it, hold on, that bitch, she blazin', fuck it, hold on, puttin' the Chrome on
Huh? Shawty a loaded, huh? My niggas pull up with motion
Don't walk in here, broke, shit, my niggas gonna expose you
[Lil Unky:]
Pass me a mink, double cups, I'm on the drank
I'm rockin' buffs, screamin', "Free Problem, nigga, rush"
I'm done rockin' skinnies, put the Chrome Hearts with the vintage
We standin' on business, keep the Chrome on in the city
Twenty hoes on the floor, she litty
Get the hoes and they sisters, they kissin'
Fine bitches, they with it
Come with the blazer, know how we kick it
Run through a tank, that's my intention
Still got the bando, we serve out the window
Still havin' chicken, serve you a pigeon
The runner is full, I'm ridin' with a sentence
Meet me by Lennox, comin' through hittin'
My windows, they tinted, no, I don't listen
Hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of thousands from servin' the trap, no, it's no limit
When you servin', huh, don't get nervous
When you workin', them hoes lurkin'
[Biggs Money:]
Play with this shit, you get hogtied
Play with this shit, I swear you get hogtied
I'm havin' mob ties
I'm a real monster, I swear I'm a mob guy
My car havin' frog eyes
I got the mollys for bitches, I swear that they all die
[Quavo:]
Fuck it, hold on, that bitch, she blazin'
Fuck it, hold on, puttin' the Chrome on
Woah, woah
Uh, uh, let's go
Yeah, woah
Play with this shit, you get hogtied
Play with this shit, I swear you get hogtied
I'm havin' mob ties
I'm a real monster, I swear I'm a mob guy
My car havin' frog eyes
I got the mollys for bitches, I swear that they all die
I got Bentley on the truck, I wanna chop the head
Give a fuck about them niggas, I want them all dead
And then I seen the ho text, I left her on read
Question me 'bout this ho and I play sped
I put nut on this bitch, put her straight to bed
Ain't no thing about what I said, you heard what I said
Even [?] havin' strikers
I be blazin', I don't need no lighter (I don't)
He on life support, that boy a fighter
Bro in competiton he'll keep it higher
I don't lie to no bitch, I'm no liar
I can't sanction no bitch, I ain't no choir
I can pay for that shit, I'm a buyer
I'm at peak right now, I want higher
You got fire? I ain't pushin' and shovin'
When I'm done, I give her to buddy
And your bitch give a damn that I'm chubby
Bitch forgot that I'm fat, damn she love me
Kindergarten, man, my ho, she with the cubbies
So much, she callin' me hubby
[Quavo:]
Took a G6, now she a eater, I put fine shit in a two-seater
Drippin' water, they better call FEMA, I just fucked on this bitch, you can keep her
I'ma switch up the drip every season, pour me more of the drank, I ain't leanin'
Call Tiff' for the label, ain't screenin', give her some more and she get to fiendin'
Fuck it, hold on, that bitch a demon, fuck it, hold on, that bitch, she eatin'
Fuck it, hold on, that bitch, she blazin', fuck it, hold on, puttin' the Chrome on
Huh? Shawty a loaded, huh? My niggas pull up with motion
Don't walk in here, broke, shit, my niggas gonna expose you
[Lil Unky:]
Pass me a mink, double cups, I'm on the drank
I'm rockin' buffs, screamin', "Free Problem, nigga, rush"
I'm done rockin' skinnies, put the Chrome Hearts with the vintage
We standin' on business, keep the Chrome on in the city
Twenty hoes on the floor, she litty
Get the hoes and they sisters, they kissin'
Fine bitches, they with it
Come with the blazer, know how we kick it
Run through a tank, that's my intention
Still got the bando, we serve out the window
Still havin' chicken, serve you a pigeon
The runner is full, I'm ridin' with a sentence
Meet me by Lennox, comin' through hittin'
My windows, they tinted, no, I don't listen
Hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of thousands from servin' the trap, no, it's no limit
When you servin', huh, don't get nervous
When you workin', them hoes lurkin'
[Biggs Money:]
Play with this shit, you get hogtied
Play with this shit, I swear you get hogtied
I'm havin' mob ties
I'm a real monster, I swear I'm a mob guy
My car havin' frog eyes
I got the mollys for bitches, I swear that they all die
[Quavo:]
Fuck it, hold on, that bitch, she blazin'
Fuck it, hold on, puttin' the Chrome on
