Moshpit Lyrics

We gon' jump a nigga in, welcome to the mosh pit

It's the study of the trenches, look into the projects

I go on any turf, I want this land, mines, I'm sovereign

Don't want no problems, or no static, need a Fortune 500

Better us mind your business, my young nigga keep his stains

He gon' whack a witness, bro buyin' Percocets, and xannies

He poppin' millies

You can catch a bike over that jail and don't know how to wheelie

Fat butt, B.B.L bitch set you up, you look dick hilly

You can catch a bike over that jail

And don't know how wheelie, bro buyin' Percocets, and Xannies

He poppin' millies, my young nigga keep hitting stains

He gon' whack a witness, better mind your business, bitch

It's back to the streets, better grab your cleats

Step on anything, all the opps deceased

May they rest in peace, may they rest in pee

Ain't no kin to me, but my bitch a Barbie

Had that girl up in the trenches servin' all the zombies

Dummy hit that bitch once, it had his knees wobbly

I am not one of these rap niggas, this just a hobby

She done fell in love with a thug, serving, uncs and aunties

You can't hang around me if you out here on some clown shit

Run in your mouth, pop at your house, on some lost and found shit

RG4L, that's forever, I've been thinkin' bout tattlin

I'm from a city where I had every city blasting it

Try to sprint with me, I be runnin' laps

Then I take your bitch, won't ever, ever give her back

Back shots pullin' on her tracks

And she got that throat goat starter pack

Now I'm relaxed, mmm, fuckin' on this twack

We gon' jump a nigga in, welcome to the mosh pit

It's the study of the trenches, look into the projects

I go on any turf, I want this land, mines, I'm sovereign

Don't want no problems, or no static, need a Fortune 500

Better us mind your business, my young nigga keep his stains

He gon' whack a witness, bro buyin' Percocets, and xannies

He poppin' millies

You can catch a bike over that jail and don't know how to wheelie

Fat butt, B.B.L bitch set you up, you look dick hilly

You can catch a bike over that jail

And don't know how wheelie, bro buyin' Percocets, and Xannies

He poppin' millies, my young nigga keep hitting stains

He gon' whack a witness, better mind your business, bitch