Mob $hit lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Shh (Yeah), man, uh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (We be on that mob sh*t)
Uh, damn, man (We be on that mob sh*t, b*tch), uh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Four-one)

[Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni]
Walk in deep, get out the way, n*gga
Violate me, I'll clear the safe, n*gga
How he a rapper but barely take pictures?
How he legit but still moving like a weight flipper? (What the f*ck that n*gga doing man?)
Questions, so many questions
What's gone be his next move? I got so many stressing
What you call flexing, I would call it stretching
I stay good at what I do and keep these n*ggas guessing
Bought a diamond chain with some pocket change
Me and you is not the same, cut it out and stop it, lame
Move some thangs, then go cop a Range for the snowy days
Rollie plain, but it's somethin' 'bout 'em, you just know he paid (n*gga rich)
I throw my n*ggas plays you just throwing shade
You n*ggas little kids, so go run and play
We gone keep the circle tight and the rubber bands
You can dismiss yourself if you got other plans (You know?)

[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
We be on that mob sh*t
If it don't concern us, you can change the topic
We be on that mob sh*t
If it ain't money, b*tch, you can change the topic
We be on that mob sh*t
If it don't concern us, you can change the topic
We be on that mob sh*t
We be on that mob sh*t (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Verse 2: Larry June]
Off top, you know the b*tch chose for sure
I'm a motherf*ckin' P, b*tch, you know how it go
When I slide to Detroit I do the mink, I'm cold
I'm a real city n*gga, got no love for these hoes
Seven-figure n*gga with a neck full of gold
Put a eighth in the 'Wood for my n*gga Quinn Cole
Back to the motherf*ckin' block where it's going
These n*ggas be juiced for the pus*y, got me rolling
I'm laughing, two hundred a month got me stacking
I'ma be one hundred, if I want her, I can have it
That's you, though, this bust down organic got me Pluto
Gang related, keep the mag and the deuce-uno
Mob sh*t, well-respected everywhere we go
Back-to-back Benzes, bustin' moves, me and Payroll
Stay up on your toes, n*gga, focus on that bag
Be smart with your money, make sure that sh*t last
n*gga, what's happening? Numbers, baby

[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
We be on that mob sh*t (Straight up)
If it don't concern us you, can change the topic (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
We be on that mob sh*t (Man, shh)
If it ain't money b*tch, you can change the topic (Straight up, yeah)
We be on that mob sh*t (Uh, damn)
If it don't concern us, you can change the topic (Numbers, n*gga)
We be on that mob sh*t (Uh)
We be on that mob sh*t (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Outro]
We be on that mob sh*t (You know)
If it don't concern us, you can change the topic (Mob sh*t, sh*t don't stop)
We be on that mob sh*t (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
We be on that mob sh*t (Man, uh)
We be on that mob sh*t (BYLUG)
Detroit to the Bay, we be on some real bop sh*t (Cardo)
Man, good job, Cardo (We be on that mob sh*t)
Another day another dollar, n*gga
We be on that mob sh*t (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)