[Chorus]
Some love to the mob
Got some thotties on the Island and a couple from abroad
Call up 22 and we bringing out the mob
My whole fit is Dior, I'm feeling like Pop
Pull up wit' a stick, but this ain't no kebab, woah
b*tch I pull up wit' a stick, Beyblade, let it rip
I don't rock no Dickies, hoe, I rock Rick's, uh
He a capper, that lil boy a b*tch
Yeah, he not making money like– (Okay)
Yeah, he not making money like this, okay
Yeah, it took a minute to get rich, okay
Hood fave like I'm Critch, okay, like
[Post-Chorus]
Uh, they looking for me like I'm 22
Please don't talk to me, don't want no interview
Said I'm wavy, she said that I'm trеndy too
Diamonds shining, they shocking like Pikachu
b*tch, we buss it, I won't takе a peek at you
And we pop out the cut like it's peek-a-boo
Why you totin' that gun if you not gon' shoot? (Fah, fah, fah, fah)
[Verse]
b*tch, let's get it, tell 'em I said it
b*tch, I'm that ni**a, I forgot to mention
fu*king on two best friends, Freddie Benson
Shawty keep bugging me, she want attention
Uh, she said, "Are you my obsession?"
She bugging me, try thinking you need [?]
She poppin' the Perc' and she go to ascension
The Glocky gon' put him in different dimensions
b*tch, let's get it, no [?], we [?]
Got this [?] all over my linen
Free all my ni**as that's locked in that prison
We get to the cheese and we get to the chicken
These ni**as be talking, but I will not listen
Tell that pussy boy keep his opinion
Rockstar sh*t, we don't ask for permission
Black and white diamonds, you know that we glistening (Okay, okay, okay)
[Chorus]
Some love to the mob
Got some thotties on the Island and a couple from abroad
Call up 22 and we bringing out the mob
My whole fit is Dior, I'm feeling like Pop
Pull up wit' a stick, but this ain't no kebab, woah
b*tch I pull up wit' a stick, Beyblade, let it rip
I don't rock no Dickies, hoe, I rock Rick's, uh
He a capper, that lil boy a b*tch
Yeah, he not making money like– (Okay)
Yeah, he not making money like this, okay
Yeah, it took a minute to get rich, okay
Hood fave like I'm Critch, okay, like
[Post-Chorus]
Uh, they looking for me like I'm 22
Please don't talk to me, don't want no interview
Said I'm wavy, she said that I'm trendy too
Diamonds shining, they shocking like Pikachu
b*tch, we buss it, I won't take a peek at you
And we pop out the cut like it's peek-a-boo
Why you totin' that gun if you no gon' shoot? (Fah, fah, fah, fah)