Mobbin lyrics

[Intro: BrockFriedRice]
Aye Cruz, turn me up in the mic a lil bit, you heard me?
(Aye Danny Phantom, what you doin’?)
(One, hit it)

[Verse 1: D Glizz]
Went ghost like Danny Phantom
5star, we got fans out in Atlanta
Cute, but they like to call me handsome
When they see us, b*tches start pullin’ out cameras
Getting bread, why the call me Panera
Tell ‘em free rockstar, putting ya hands up
Why you flinching? I ain’t even mean to scare you
In the club, shakin that sh*t for the camera
Making love in the club like Usher
Stay there, do your thing baby I ain’t gon judge you
Girl you get your mouth from your mother
They prolly came back with thunders
In the stu', I’m tired as sh*t
One eye closed like a pirate and sh*t
Feeling cool like a flyer and sh*t
We swing on sh*t like we (Uh-huh, huh)
We swing on sh*t like we Floyd
Pay in the back, and you know it’s my boys

[Verse 2: PGS Spence]
We play with big sh*t now, no toys
And this for the squad and the gang
Wit the 40, gon' knock at his brain
Like Fortnite we gon snipe at his aim
Pop a 30 and I go for the vein
Pop a 30 and I go for the (Uh-huh, uh)
(Cmon, put the di*k in the trunk lil bro, we gon slide wit the gang, we gon tuck him)
And I put my cheese in the shoe box
Got a flag on my head like I’m Tupac
Reload that .30, sit back in my flip flops
Got your b*tch in the back doing TikTok’s
Me and n*ggas will, me and my n*ggas go
[Verse 3: Bril]
di*khead!
Me and my n*ggas they blow like a trumpet
I see a opp wit no gun, I'ma slump sh*t
She throwing it back, I'ma hump it
We go in the club as we run sh*t
Met a lil b*tch in the club
b*tch shake ass like Megan
b*tch had sex like heaven
Seven minutes till heaven
(Uh huh, uh huh)
(Uh huh, uh huh)
(Uh huh, uh huh)
(Uh huh, uh huh)

[Chorus: Brock]
You know we mobbin', mobbin'
f*ck with the gang and you know we slidin’
We slide like ice on the floor
One two three, we gon' knock at his door
I'm lowkey gettin' tipsy
I’m in this b*tch with a .50
I’m in this b*tch getting litty
I’m f*ckin, I’m grabbing her titty

[Verse 4: Jmoney]
Jmoney, you know I be trollin’
Jmoney, you know I be rollin’
Rollin’ the opps that you know that we smoking
Back in the chat, making plays I got motion
I told her come here, just give me your throat, b*tch
pus*y so wet I might drown in the ocean, uh yeah
(pus*y so wet I might drown in the ocean)
Free 4, free Sah, free 'Siere (Free the guys)
n*ggas turned dead, yeah this really our year
Switching them lanes, you switching your gears
n*ggas be hating, I really don’t care
I just be f*cking these b*tches (I just f*ck her)
I’m f*cking and pulling her hair
[Verse 5: LayBankz]
They be like, ayy Lay Bankz
I can’t be f*cked with, do you see my ring?
That b*tch look like a fish, told her hop in the tank
And I don't trust nobody, I be on my game
Uh wait
Pop my sh*t like a gun
b*tch, what you mean?
No, I’m 1 of 1
Your bank kill slow, that sh*t looking dumb
And b*tches be acting, I can’t f*ck with ‘em

[Chorus: Brock & Lay Bankz]
You know we mobbin', mobbin' (Uh huh)
f*ck with the gang and you know we slidin’ (Uh huh)
We slide like ice on the floor (Uh huh)
One two three, we gon knock at his door (Uh huh)
I'm lowkey gettin' tipsy (Damn, damn)
I’m in this b*tch with a .50 (Uh huh)
I’m in this b*tch getting litty (Uh huh)
I’m f*ckin, I’m grabbing her titty (Uh huh)

[Verse 6: Brock]
Back in this b*tch, I got sh*t jumpin’
That car spin again, we dumpin’
All of my n*ggas, you know we hump sh*t
She arch her back, I’ll hump it
After a show I’m bookin’ a telly
I’m f*cking her all in her belly
Opps on my phone, they call in my cell
Murder on my mind, they call me Melly