Mobbin' (feat. Kony Brooks & RoobxCube)

Come on Uh, yeah Let's go to work Yo Toss a fuckin' cap in yo cap, consider it incest Front and whined up flat on yo back, we taxin' with interest Pitchin' wolf tickets, bet we pay yo ass in chin checks Hustle till the well is dry, that mean it ain't a cent left Yes what I reply when they askin' me if I'm Bizzy Nights I slept with stomach empty, got my hustle in a frenzy Bingeing on these Benji's, bank deposits I need plenty Try to rob and find a semi to yo noggin' Leave you cold as Haagen Dazs and still we mobbin' Still We Mobbin' Yeah Still We Mobbin' Yeah Clutchin' duckets, proper paper touchin', screamin' fuck the cops Act disorderly with authorities, till the killing stops To get that grip up, the pistols hiccup, this is a stick up They panic when the pawn knocks off the queen and bishops Fear us when they sense hostilities match Still this crooked system do you like Sebastian if you legally strapped Eager to escape the meager we've inherited Respect ain't what they care to give They'd rather see us starving so we mobbin' Still We Mobbin' Yeah Still We Mobbin' Yeah Kony My flow cold as Antarctica in the ice age Dice games got him dressin' sharper than a knife blade White caine got the block jumping like it's double dutch A fifth of Henny have them broads drippy like the lights paid Old boogie, back when the iron sparked and you lay low Nah, we don't know the shooter officer, the case closed Flower sold faster in the garden, cause they hate snow And we ain't need a cam to get'em freaky, cause they bang bros Having premonitions, hitting sisters off the liquor Out of line with iffy niggas, hittin' swishers takin' pictures, get ridiculous If you askin' for the point, then get a pencil If you really gotta ask then I should prolly get specific, but I can't Cause I ain't violating code for shit But if you know, you know about this water, and you hold the shit That's a right of passage where we from, you make the most of it Or niggas at your door to leave you wetter than the ocean is Father all these rappers, Maury Povich I used to write these rhymes when I was home alone, the glow Macaulay Culkin Now I rep a gang, that play no games, they'll leave you stained You want no problems, we be wildn' when we mobbin' nigga, yeah Ain't no playing victim over this way Close the conversation with them techs or a big K Spray the activator pon a hater, watch his soul glow Riot till we rising, if we silent then we won't grow Won't grow See we take by force cause we got no choice That legal pistol ain't even an issue They fear yo skin color brother So we mobbin' L-Biz Kony Roobxcube Eerie county, wassup