Steady Mobbin (feat. Gucci Mane)

Man, fuck these ****

I-I'ma spare everything but these ****

I flip the gun and gun-butt these ****

Take the knife off the AK and cut these ****

Yeah, and fuck these bitches

I swear I care about everything but these bitches

I-I don't care, I "so what" these bitches

And I put Young Mula, baby, way above these bitches

If it ain't broke, don't break it

And-and-and if he ain't shook, I'm gonna shake him

Hope I don't look weak, 'cause when a wolf cry, "Wolf"

You still see that wolf's teeth, mothafucka

Fu-futuristic handgun

If you act foul, you get two shots and one

I'm at your face like Lancôme

You **** softer than Roseanne's son

Hey, you cannot reach me on my Samsung

I'm busy fuckin' the world and givin' the universe my damn tongue

Crazy mothafucka, I am one

But the crazy thing is, I began one

All-all white bricks

I'm straight like it's jumping back to 36, ****

Big house, long hallways

Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, ****

And we don't want no problems

Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?

Yeah, and Kane on the beat

I fuck around and leave a **** brains on the street

Ooh, now pop that pussy

I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy

Uh-huh, and we be steady mobbin'

Oh, Kemosabe, big ballin' is my hobby

What the fuck is up? It's Gucci Mane, the G

Ask Tity Boi, no pity boy, this scar city the city boy

So icy, so no Nike boy, just Gucci, Louis, Prada, 'scuse me

"Gucci Mane keep shittin' on me, why that boy keep buyin' jewelry?"

East Atlanta cockin' hammers, bandannas on car antennas

No, we do not talk to strangers, just cut off these ****' fingers

Gucci's armed and dangerous, cocaine, codeine and angel dust

This AK-47'll hit ya everywhere from the ankle up

Gun same size as Nia Long, clip long as a Pringles can

4-5 Desert Eagle on me, you'll think I'm a Eagles fan

Toni Braxton sniper rifle, make you never breathe again

Fuck that ****, kill that ****, bring him back, kill him again (Gucci)

Yeah, the-the-the money is the motive

Fuck with the money, it get ugly as Coyote

Okay, I'm reloaded, better pull it if you tote it

I buy a pound, break it down and put it in a stogie

Swagger so bright, I don't even need light

I'm with a model broad, she don't even eat rice

But would you believe that she eat dykes?

And she asked me for a picture, so I gave her three strikes

Yeah, I-I'm the man around this mothafucka

I'm so hot, you probably catch a tan around this mothafucka

This rap game, I got my hand around this mothafucka

Yeah, I said, "Game," but I ain't playing around this mothafucka

Yeah, I'm the best to ever do it, bitch

And you the best at never doing shit

If you the shit, then I am sewerage

Tr-try me and I'll have your people reading eulogies

I swear you can't fuck with me

But I can fuck your girl and make her nut for me

Then slut for me, then kill for me, then steal for me

And of course it'll be your cash

Then I'll murder that bitch and send her body back to your ass

And-and-and we don't want no problems

Okay, okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?

Yeah, and Kane on the beat

I fuck around and leave a **** brains on the street

Ooh, now pop that pussy

I-I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy

Uh-huh, and we be steady mobbin'

Oh, Kemosabe, big ballin' is my hobby

Uh, ma-man, suck my clip

Swallow my bullets, and don't you spit

Uh, I am the hip-hop socialist

Life is a gamble, and I'm all about my poker chips

Do you want a dose of this? I will make the most of this

"F" is for ferocious, murder your associates

The top is so appropriate, this is just where I belong

Keep a hard dick for your girlfriend to wobble on, Weez'

And-and-and we don't want no problems

Okay, okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?

Yeah, and Kane on the beat

I-I fuck around and leave a **** brains on the street

Ooh, now pop that pussy

I-I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy

Uh-huh, and we be steady mobbin'

Oh, Kemosabe, big ballin' is my hobby

And-and we don't want no problems

Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?

Yeah, and Kane on the beat

I-I fuck around and leave a **** brains on the street

Ooh, now pop that pussy

I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy

Uh-huh, and we be steady mobbin'

Oh, Kemosabe, big ballin' is my hobby