Pak-Man - Mob Figures lyrics
[Pak-Man - Mob Figures lyrics]
Never been a pushover, push yola
Take a look closer
This the rise of the foot soldier
Them big talkers never give orders
Wrist water shining like Rich Porter
Big Pakachino, that's an important name
Top boy before Dushane
Switch the drop toy, I'm feeling bored again
Board a plane, land where it's warm today
Grand on my shorts and shades
Smoking California strains
Why are rappers capping for?
No one round you crashing corn
Sold crack till the crack of dawn
My pen game stupid, my Benz came ruthless
Your friends ain't shooters
Was taught if something's broke then fix it
How you brokе and chilling
Being hopeful wishing?
Soldier listеn I'm tryna blow a million
Had love for that brudda
But that kid's disloyal
My jewels on abroad and on British soil
Mob figures, got hittas
Boss business, cloth different
You're not with it, stop fibbing
Squad winning, God willing
Mob figures, got hittas
Boss business, cloth different
You're not with it, stop fibbing
Squad winning, God willing
Asian don in Saint Laurent, my paper long
Flow flames, cocaine, no games, I'm on
Why you mad for?
Different Rollies, listen closely, hear
This cash talk, i can brag more
This German's rare, make a person stare
All this sauce makes the girls appear
I want the curvy one with the curly hair
You've done nothing with your
Life in thirty years
All these industry nerds aware
My team took setbacks
Now the whole set's back bread's stacked
You can't know where I rest my head at
In a whole different bracket
My life story cinematic movie scene
Gucci clean but it's Louis V usually
Stupid P's on jewellery
What you gonna do for me?
If you love me then shoot for free
No snakes around, just Medusas please
Mob figures, got hittas
Boss business, cloth different
You're not with it, stop fibbing
Squad winning, God willing
Mob figures, got hittas
Boss business, cloth different
You're not with it, stop fibbing
Squad winning, God willing
Take a look closer
This the rise of the foot soldier
Them big talkers never give orders
Wrist water shining like Rich Porter
Big Pakachino, that's an important name
Top boy before Dushane
Switch the drop toy, I'm feeling bored again
Board a plane, land where it's warm today
Grand on my shorts and shades
Smoking California strains
Why are rappers capping for?
No one round you crashing corn
Sold crack till the crack of dawn
My pen game stupid, my Benz came ruthless
Your friends ain't shooters
Was taught if something's broke then fix it
How you brokе and chilling
Being hopeful wishing?
Soldier listеn I'm tryna blow a million
Had love for that brudda
But that kid's disloyal
My jewels on abroad and on British soil
Mob figures, got hittas
Boss business, cloth different
You're not with it, stop fibbing
Squad winning, God willing
Mob figures, got hittas
Boss business, cloth different
You're not with it, stop fibbing
Squad winning, God willing
Asian don in Saint Laurent, my paper long
Flow flames, cocaine, no games, I'm on
Why you mad for?
Different Rollies, listen closely, hear
This cash talk, i can brag more
This German's rare, make a person stare
All this sauce makes the girls appear
I want the curvy one with the curly hair
You've done nothing with your
Life in thirty years
All these industry nerds aware
My team took setbacks
Now the whole set's back bread's stacked
You can't know where I rest my head at
In a whole different bracket
My life story cinematic movie scene
Gucci clean but it's Louis V usually
Stupid P's on jewellery
What you gonna do for me?
If you love me then shoot for free
No snakes around, just Medusas please
Mob figures, got hittas
Boss business, cloth different
You're not with it, stop fibbing
Squad winning, God willing
Mob figures, got hittas
Boss business, cloth different
You're not with it, stop fibbing
Squad winning, God willing