Khary - Mobbin' 2 lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Fuck you, fuck you, yeah
Fuck you, yeah, fuck you

Fuck what you rep, not a gang or a set
We just mob through the net, fuck
A job, fuck a test
Aye
Fuck what you rep, not a gang or a set
We just mob through the net, fuck a job
Fuck a test
(Aye)
Fuck what you rep, not a gang or a set (Aye)
We just mob through the net, fuck a job
Fuck a test
(Aye)
Fuck what you rep, not a gang or a set (Aye)
We just mob through the net, fuck a job
Fuck a test
(Aye)

Hi, my name's Khary
Yeah, that's my real name
It's not just my rap name
That's what you use to look me up
Stop fucking asking
K-H-A-R-Y, what are you not grasping?
Ash when I catch 'em, I bend 'em
Like Beckham, yeah, that's my lil' baby
My boo
Class is in session, I'm
Not one for testing
Confession: I dropped out of school
Your girlfriend be texting, she's wet
In her messages, sorry, man
Pardon the pool
It's hella depressing, I swear
I'm the best
Of these niggas you saying is cool
I just might turn up the wrench
I put them all on the bench
That's what you calling the shit?
You gotta follow the stench
Smell like a stall in this bitch
I'm never calling it quit's
Frogger the frog off my dick, destroy
A star like the Sith
Sprinkle the sauce on the dish
I got it all in a grip
I got it all in a- all in a- all in a-
I'm just me, niggas cheap
I don't rock no Louis V
In these streets, you got reach
You a young Huey P
Nigga, please, I'm no G
Even I can see you weak
Sip my tea, c'est la vie
You cannot combat the steeze
Aye

Fuck what you rep, not a gang or a set
We just mob through the net, fuck
A job, fuck a test
Aye
Fuck what you rep, not a gang or a set
We just mob through the net, fuck a job
Fuck a test
(Aye)
Fuck what you rep, not a gang or a set (Aye)
We just mob through the net, fuck a job
Fuck a test
(Aye)
Fuck what you rep, not a gang or a set (Aye)
We just mob through the net, fuck a job
Fuck a test
(Aye)

This shit feel like recess
Y'all niggas like Randall
Captain Yellowcoat
Stay the fuck up off my pantone
I don't got a boat
But her ocean I can handle
This sound my old shit, I spit it like Rambo
Loading up the ammo
(Yeah! Yeah) An outcast from circles
I should have fit into
You show's just a minstrel
They hyped your potential
Your songs would be better
If left instrumentals
Niggas is birds, y'all just
Pigeons, no planes
Can I have a word with your supervisor?
He a Uber driver, Scuba Steve, I'm a scuba
Diver, foot go deep in your booty
Partner
Matter of fact, I'll two deposit's, I'll
Admit, I'm a lot to handle
I rock socks with sandals
Game was locked, had to flip the panels
Found the key like alto, soprano
Kill a rapper like show Sopranos
I would be lying if said I'm trying, bro
I'm on a whole 'nother fucking level
If that's who you vibin' with
He will be dying
Well you might as well go and get the shovel
Intern was a mixtape
Tidal Graves was a quick take
Captain was a mistake
THIS IS WEIRD gonna fix fate
So I'mma need me big plate
Big booty and a rib steak
Couple rubies and new estate
I don't care if just ate!