ShittyBoyz - Da Mob lyrics

(Is that a Danny G beat? yeah, turn it up)

Cruising on the East with the
Gang and a bad bitch and she getting money
She ain't nothing like my last bitch
I'ma blame Megan
Got her thinking she a savage
Way before Corona
ShittyBoyz was living lavish
Bitch, I'm with the gang
We do the stepping, ain't no horsing us
She can act bougie but I bet
You that my niggas fucked
On my nigga Stan, keep the weapon tucked
Competition? Nah
Know they niggas cannot fuck with us
You don't shoot shit, you the 12th man
Bad bitch, hit her with the Gucci
I'm the Belt Man catch a package early
I was dapping up the mailman
Baby wanna fuck, why you got a man then?

Feel like told his ass don't worry about it
Hunnid rounder on the AR
Fuck up thirty houses
August been a motherfucker
I done blew like thirty thousand
Granny asking what that beep is
I think she heard me counting
I might beat yo ass, shoot yo ass
Or I might do both
I can call Hutch in one click, you can't
Kudos always say I'm done scamming then
I do like two more feel like young Manu
Just hit Chase for a 2-0
Me and Mike Amiri beefing
His jeans too skinny
When I say it's one Tron in me
It ain't two Jimmys
Let me see two rats, the AR
It got two Mickeys
Too dizzy, boy, these turn arounds
They got my crew litty

Out of town, catching EDDs
I know my boo miss me
I can really make the whip transform
Now my roof missing
Rhinestones on the Christian Loubs, boy
My shoes glisten
And I'm only riding with the gang
They kept it two fifties
That's a hunnid hunnid worth of
Plastic in this lil' fanny
I could punch, slide
And I still might scam a lil' granny
I just want a M, bitch
I ain't tryna win a Grammy
Big tripping, upping rolls? Nah
This a different Stanley
Nike flop, toes hanging out
Still could up a dub
I could be up a hunnid M's
Still bust a jugg
Shout-out to my site, bitch, I swipe
Yelling fuck a plug
I'll do a hunnid thousand scams
Before I touch a drug

Unc' mad as hell like
"Where my blender at?" pull my pants down
She was asking where was dinner at
God bless the scams, yeah, yeah
Where my sinners at? I'm in Pittsburgh
Getting money where the Steelers at

D-A M-O-B, I got ten on me
MLB, swinging sticks
I pray that they don't tell on me
Lil' bitch pussy magic
Think she put a spell on me
Y'all always passing 'round
That green pint, y'all the Celtics team

I just punched chop, quesadilla
And Bahama Mama scrumbleMan tripping
He might fuck around and rob yo mama
Head wrap made by McQueen but I'm not Osama
Got the juice
They think that we fam but it is not ohana

(Shit, that's a Danny G beat)