[Intro]
Jamil
(Uh, mob, mob)
Uh, mob, mob, mob
Turn me up Juu
[Verse]
Now I can fu*k who I want, uh
b*tches be calling me asking
She acting, she talk like a duck
But I fell in love with her passion
I told her whenever I fu*k her we go to toe-to-toe
You could say that we dancing
Break in his house and come down the chiminey
I had to come in that b*tch like a bandit
Get in the 'Vette bet I fu*k around and crash it
Had a party with two b*tches making her petty
I'm getting dope while I'm smackin' that fetti
Explode on her face like somе fu*king confetti
If you gon' diss me then why you ain't @ mе?
Even out Cali' I gotta stay heavy
Never let any b*tch come in my telly
I'm in the hills getting ate up in Beverly
Spin on this b*tch man I pray they don't tell on me
She took a xan now she in her element
They think I'm still on them percs, and I'm lettin' them
Keep on talking, that sh*t I ain't sweatin' it
We in the whip and she geek on her bullsh*t
Don't even hit her, just let her su*k dick
Marvelous top make me fu*k her a lil' bit
The sh*t that I'm going through making me lose it
Uh-uh, I should've known from the sh*t she was on
Why was I fu*king a groupie, uh
I'm getting rich and ain't buying no sh*t
I leave the b*tch in a hooptie
Go get the money when I feel moody
If you want me dead ni**a come try and do it
I'm on the block I'm an entrepreneur
Show me respect 'fore I open this tool up
Think it's a joke and I'm making 'em jump in
Bro on the pisser he just wanna win
Them lawyer fees coming in they getting sent
I helped you again so don't do it again
I'm still with everything that you wit'
We argue about money but not about a b*tch
He locked with his head down give him a lift
Went through and got knicked and he didn't even hit
[?] through money [?]
She say dick in French like she just want a kiss
I got on my sh*t 'cause my time was tickin'
We went on a lick and bra died 'cause he missed me
I was the youngin' finessin' the system
But kept going back 'cause I just wouldn't listen
My name in the Bible and yes I'm a Christian
I come how I want and this sh*t be consistent
Big on big I gotta go bigger
ni**as, they only foolin' these b*tches
That money got my artillery bigger
My heart in that money it's not in these ni**as
Uh, but that don't mean I'm against 'em
Give 'em a cut if he try me I temp him
One to his stomach and one to his temple
He hit me too but he gone and I'm livin'
I got a demonic temper
Don't fu*k with the law ain't nobody snitchin'
I'm in the truck that go over 200
What I got on me a whole damn hundred
If you buy a low then I front you a bundle
Let her eat dick but don't tell her you love her
I should've based the b*tch off her mother
Worried about money, you only [?]
Uh, broke ass b*tch got 200 budget
And if I'm wrong, it's only 300
That won't last long, that sh*t ain't no money
Just counted a dub in hundreds and twenties
Uh, uh, just got a new check for 120
This scam ass ni**a just started getting money
I'm gettin' [?] in popular money
Uh, mob, mob
Uh, mob, mob
Uh, uh, mob, mob, mob...