MOB Freestyle Lyrics

Money over bitches I got problems I don't talk about

Paper over pussy never fall in love I'm fallin out

Bricks under the oven we gon whip it till it's selling out

I done filled the duffle up with pounds even in the draught

Talking to the fuzz cuz get ya tongue pulled up out ya mouth

I hear she fuck with rappers if I let you don't you spit me out

I hope he ride alone we hit the witness if he gettin out

I know a tan girl that sniff it till her nose pink

Pop a half a Percocet smoke a spliff it help me think

Thotties filling up the hotel take pictures on the sink

I'm Italian la Ferrari when I pull up leopard mink

Met her once and hit it twice now she desperate for link

They say money isn't everything I think it's more to me

Catch you lackin while he eating shoot the glass bloody drink

I'm a scientist I mix it in it turn my sprite pink

I'm a lion I'm a demon I'm a monster in the streets

I'm la familia

Familiar with made men

I'm the type to do the crime beat the case and do again

My team willing to die with me we do this to the end

I done caught a couple homies with my pad and my pen

Riding through the homicide I need a gun and some tints

The shells hit his cranium his body got stiff

My fans see me imma say what up and pause for the pic

I never been to ignorant to appreciate love I get