Money Mondo, BigHomie Wil - M.O.B lyrics

Run down we catching them oops
Gun down m m mm m
I’m running your block (what you gon do)

Outta town still got it on lock
Touch down i feel like a god (I love it)

I get Praise like I’m god  (I’m not above it)
I get paid like I’m mob (squad)
Money over bitches (nah)
Cause you bitches is jobs
Nd my niggas don’t need that (nah)
No 9 to 5 (bitch)
But my niggas still see checks
Wherever the money go nigga we at

Slide on anything cause we slatt (slime)
Young nigga got his money up
Now the bitches wan kno where we at
Thinking I’m gon run it up

Ha who tf made you believe that
That shit over 100 bucks
Bitch better put that weave back (now)
Make 1 to 200 love and every dime I need that
(now)

Keep a vest and a tech with me
If a nigga sneeze
On god I’m squeeze that (bow)
I keep some blessings w me

Spazz go super saiyan
We all kno he’ll kick ya ass (Spazz yeah)
I jus be on some cooling shit
Your bitch on some choosing shit

Get her Slide on you
Make you lose a grip (givit here)
Pull out the 4 and make you lose a 5th
Don’t run nigga
I’m tryna catch a lick (come here) don’t run
I jus caught your bitch (look here)

Don’t run (don’t run)
I thought you could take the dick
Don’t run (nah don’t run)
I kno my shit too big (mmm)

Shit ride like a 6 speed
I’m free but no you can’t get me (not sweet)
If You can’t drive (the boat, Lil bitch)
You never gon get me (Lil bitch)

Bitch you never gon get me
Slide ona opp 6 feet
Slide ina coupe bad lil bitch want
Me play with her kitty
I Got the opps niggas get silly ok
I spank his ass with tha fifty
I ain’t baby fifty but I’m dropping fifty
No Deray nigga but I’m getting busy
Glock 23 is on my hip bad
Bitch say she from Baltimore slide ona opp
Hit his ass with the chop
Glock 27 came with mop glock 30s gon knock
Hit a nigga far with the Glock
Looking for me I’m right there on front line
Bad lil bitch played me like I’m sunshine
And she told me yeah her name was sunshine
Run down we catching them oops
Gun down m m mm m
I’m running your block (what you gon do)

Outta town still got it on lock
Touch down i feel like a god (I love it)

I get Praise like I’m god (I’m not above it)
I get paid like I’m mob (squad)
Money over bitches (nah)
Cause you bitches is jobs

Nd my niggas don’t need that (nah)
No 9 to 5 (bitch)
But my niggas still see checks
Wherever the money go nigga we at

Slide on anything cause we slatt (slime)
Young nigga got his money up
Now the bitches wan kno where we at