Mobb’n lyrics

[Intro]
Don't f*ck with me I pull up wit the robbers
Pretty mob b*tch, we pullin' up like we mobsters
Don't f*ck with me I pull up wit the robbers
Pretty mob b*tch, we pullin' up like we mobsters
b*tches think it's sweet 'til they find out I'm a monster
I don't f*ck with hoes, all these b*tches is imposter (On God)

[Verse 1]
If they talking 'bout my pus*y, it's delicious
I got all these n*ggas trippin', every n*gga wanna hit it, uh
But I'm exclusive, I ain't got no time to kick it
Gotta pay me for a visit, b*tch I'm all about my business
Ever since I came into this rap sh*t, I been killin' sh*t
All these b*tches copy what I do, I might as well build-a-b*tch
All this ice on both my wrist, I'm numb so I ain't feel the sh*t
Got an ice cube on both of my ears, so I ain't hearin' sh*t

[Chorus]
b*tch
Knuck if you buck
If you say you with it, why the f*ck you ain't pull up?
And I keep that pump in the trunk
b*tch, I'm with the sh*t and I'ma line you hoes up
Knuck if you buck
If you say you with it, why the f*ck you ain't pull up?
And I keep that pump in the trunk, yeah
b*tch, I'm with the sh*t and I'ma line you hoes up
[Verse 2]
I put my hands to my fists, like I'm fightin' up somethin'
Knockin' b*tches out, just like I'm Tyson or somethin'
I'ma let the chopper sing just like it's Bryson or somethin'
b*tch, I'm all about the smoke like it's vikings or somethin'
These b*tches talkin' on the 'Gram though
Really be some fans though
Got 'em big mad 'cause I'm the head b*tch in command though
I’m the puppet master, pullin' strings just like a banjo
If you ain't 'bout that life then get the f*ck up out the bando

[Chorus]
b*tch
Knuck if you buck
If you say you with it, why the f*ck you ain't pull up?
And I keep that pump in the trunk
b*tch, I'm with the sh*t and I'ma line you hoes up
Knuck if you buck
If you say you with it, why the f*ck you ain't pull up?
And I keep that pump in the trunk, yeah
b*tch, I'm with the sh*t and I'ma line you hoes up

[Verse 3]
It's Big Kashie and I'ma pull up with them rackies (Pull up with the rackies)
Basic b*tches, I can't let these hoes distract me (No)
Gettin' chauffeured, most these b*tches be in taxis
She beyond scared straight, I got her runnin' like a track meet
Who is you? Pull up with that .22
Give a f*ck about her, don't give a f*ck about you
b*tch, I'm all about my cash, I prefer my hunnids blue
Got these b*tches big mad, tell that b*tch to bust a move
[Chorus]
b*tch
Knuck if you buck
If you say you with it, why the f*ck you ain't pull up?
And I keep that pump in the trunk
b*tch, I'm with the sh*t and I'ma line you hoes up
Knuck if you buck
If you say you with it, why the f*ck you ain't pull up?
And I keep that pump in the trunk
b*tch, I'm with the sh*t and I'ma line you hoes up

[Outro]
Get beat the f*ck up, yup