Hit-Boy, DOM KENNEDY, Half-A-Mil - The Mob lyrics
[Hit-Boy, DOM KENNEDY, Half-A-Mil - The Mob lyrics]
Yeah drinks still out
Niggas don't even understand for real, yeah
Niggas like to speak outside your house
That's why I'm not inviting niggas
To the crib as much
I could tell they'd rather see my ribs touch
Then to see me eat, uh, shit is deep
Keep your integrity intact
HB still fuckin' with the tracks
They try and pull me down
Bucket full of crabs
You snapchattin', I got a
Pocket full of snaps, uh
Bitch back up, never made no backup plans, uh
Fuck what you thought, double check
Try again
Yeah, even if she still leave with a kiss
Can't trust a bitch again, long as I live
Uh
Niggas like to speak outside your house
That's why I'm not inviting niggas
To the crib as much
I could tell they'd rather see my ribs touch
Then to see me eat, uh, shit is deep
Before I get fucked over I get on
Raekwon, by the bonfire, did it for the CREAM
Couple thousand beats they ain't
For the cheap bitch come off when I beat
Time to hit the streets
Yeah, HS87 that's my squad
Reppin' that until he punch the clock
Ain't fallin' for the ooh-wop
That's on god, uh
Bangin' photoshoot by guwop, try and plot
Um yeah
Free my brother Chilly Chill from the mob
Yeah the surf club shit inside my heart
Since the bubble eyed Lex I went hard
To the niggas that wen't
Left send my regards, uh
Niggas like to speak outside your house
That's why I'm not inviting niggas
To the crib as much
I could tell they'd rather see my ribs touch
So, I like to smile at all my opps
Whisper: "you can get your shit pop"
Wake up with my logo on my socks
Crazy girls, yeah, might blowin' up
LJ in the cut, weed in my lungs
Shoes brand new, came for the ones
I heard she wanna charge me for a hit and run
All out of fucks, I don't give 'em none
Bitch, back up, never had no back up plans
Half-A-Mil, but you don't
Stand half-a-chance
Niggas still biting Dapper Dan
Runnin' through Phoenix like I'm Nash
Parked the truck up and do the
Them MVP trophies, time to get me one
It's funny seeing phony niggas clicking up
Through life just drugs
Hardwood floors, real fur rugs
Mickey Burns ain't got nothin' on me
Let them niggas talk outside your house
Stussy throw blankets on my couch
I couldn't even tell it was a drought
I ain't really trippin', we got an influx
On 33rd, I'm picking ribs up
Heard the big engine when we slipped up
Chanel bag seats, feelin' real plush
Niggas like to speak outside your house
That's why I'm not inviting niggas
To the crib as much
I could tell they'd rather see my ribs touch
Then to see me eat, uh, shit is deep
Homie, homie, that's what it, do my nigga
You know what I'm sayin'
Calling from the pen, my nigga
These crackers are shipping out of state
My nigga you know what I'm sayin'
Without my consent
That's how they do everyday
You know what I'm sayin'
Everything is on contract
Not the shit y'all don't know
You know what I'm sayin'
While y'all niggas
Out there thinkin' y'all bosses, nigga
You fucking with the real boss, boss of
All bosses, nigga, Big Hit, bitch, you know
What I'm sayin', Hit-Boy
Bitch, nigga, bitch
You know what I'm talkin' bout, bitch ass
Niggas, you know what I'm sayin'
Niggas never
Run up with your motherfuckin' mouth, nigga
That part!
Niggas don't even understand for real, yeah
Niggas like to speak outside your house
That's why I'm not inviting niggas
To the crib as much
I could tell they'd rather see my ribs touch
Then to see me eat, uh, shit is deep
Keep your integrity intact
HB still fuckin' with the tracks
They try and pull me down
Bucket full of crabs
You snapchattin', I got a
Pocket full of snaps, uh
Bitch back up, never made no backup plans, uh
Fuck what you thought, double check
Try again
Yeah, even if she still leave with a kiss
Can't trust a bitch again, long as I live
Uh
Niggas like to speak outside your house
That's why I'm not inviting niggas
To the crib as much
I could tell they'd rather see my ribs touch
Then to see me eat, uh, shit is deep
Before I get fucked over I get on
Raekwon, by the bonfire, did it for the CREAM
Couple thousand beats they ain't
For the cheap bitch come off when I beat
Time to hit the streets
Yeah, HS87 that's my squad
Reppin' that until he punch the clock
Ain't fallin' for the ooh-wop
That's on god, uh
Bangin' photoshoot by guwop, try and plot
Um yeah
Free my brother Chilly Chill from the mob
Yeah the surf club shit inside my heart
Since the bubble eyed Lex I went hard
To the niggas that wen't
Left send my regards, uh
Niggas like to speak outside your house
That's why I'm not inviting niggas
To the crib as much
I could tell they'd rather see my ribs touch
So, I like to smile at all my opps
Whisper: "you can get your shit pop"
Wake up with my logo on my socks
Crazy girls, yeah, might blowin' up
LJ in the cut, weed in my lungs
Shoes brand new, came for the ones
I heard she wanna charge me for a hit and run
All out of fucks, I don't give 'em none
Bitch, back up, never had no back up plans
Half-A-Mil, but you don't
Stand half-a-chance
Niggas still biting Dapper Dan
Runnin' through Phoenix like I'm Nash
Parked the truck up and do the
Them MVP trophies, time to get me one
It's funny seeing phony niggas clicking up
Through life just drugs
Hardwood floors, real fur rugs
Mickey Burns ain't got nothin' on me
Let them niggas talk outside your house
Stussy throw blankets on my couch
I couldn't even tell it was a drought
I ain't really trippin', we got an influx
On 33rd, I'm picking ribs up
Heard the big engine when we slipped up
Chanel bag seats, feelin' real plush
Niggas like to speak outside your house
That's why I'm not inviting niggas
To the crib as much
I could tell they'd rather see my ribs touch
Then to see me eat, uh, shit is deep
Homie, homie, that's what it, do my nigga
You know what I'm sayin'
Calling from the pen, my nigga
These crackers are shipping out of state
My nigga you know what I'm sayin'
Without my consent
That's how they do everyday
You know what I'm sayin'
Everything is on contract
Not the shit y'all don't know
You know what I'm sayin'
While y'all niggas
Out there thinkin' y'all bosses, nigga
You fucking with the real boss, boss of
All bosses, nigga, Big Hit, bitch, you know
What I'm sayin', Hit-Boy
Bitch, nigga, bitch
You know what I'm talkin' bout, bitch ass
Niggas, you know what I'm sayin'
Niggas never
Run up with your motherfuckin' mouth, nigga
That part!