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1020Meezy
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1020Meezy
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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, no, no
Oh, oh
Feel my vibe nd' mob now
Yeah yeah, oh oh
Mobties, this what you look like in god's eye
Hop out the vet with the frog eyes
Never trust bitches they all lie
Holla your partners, some fall guy
Hit they ass up and they won't slide
Caught my lil' blood and he gon' ride
187 the homicide, homicide
Mobties, this what you look like in god's eye
Hop out the vet with the frog eye
Never trust bitches they all lie
Holla your partners, some fall guys
Hit they ass up and they won't slide
Caught my lil' blood and he gon' ride
187 the homicide, homicide
I brought my Glock in this bitch, I ain't going for nothing
Lil bro keep a strap put a hole in your stomach
Fuck all that hoe shit, lil' bro why you mumbling?
Stop loving them hoes bro they not a hundred
Took a whole clique for a lil' bit of money
Stay down with my dogs if I call yeah they coming
Two niggas pull up but they guns are not hundred
Uh oh
Ain't part of no band, drummers hanging out the mac
We gon' school at broad day like this where you at?
I love when she say she don't need a nigga, I might bust on her face like a fever blister
On my granny grave, I'm a different nigga every verse I write is like bible scripture
I'm a holla nigga, yeah your main bitch I Iet my partner hit her, yeah
Mobties, this what you look like in god's eye
Hop out the vet with the frog eyes
Never trust bitches they all lie
Holla your partners, some fall guy
Hit they ass up and they won't slide
Caught my lil' blood and he gon' ride
187 the homicide, homicide
Mobties, this what you look like in god's eye
Hop out the vet with the frog eye
Never trust bitches they all lie
Holla your partners, some fall guys
Hit they ass up and they won't slide
Caught my lil' blood and he gon' ride
187 the homicide, homicide
Sipping on gin in a St Laurent fur
Im just digging her body
So in to her, might fuck on her fuck
Her friend first, both of them hoes
Yeah they digging my verse
Digging my style They Aint Know
That I Got Em They Know How I Rock
And they know that Im popping
Nigga approach me get beat Up Like Rocky
Bitch I'm Just hot like a murder is taken
Don't play with me nigga, don't play you bitches
I'm focused on riches ain't worried about nigga
Run up on me then i keep this bitch loaded
Nigga i'm pressure i just might explode it
Applying pressure to these bitches and niggas
I got to get it for all of my siblings
I want a bag y'all focused on ritches
Fuck the hoes i ain't worried about bitches
Mobties, this what you look like in god's eye
Hop out the vet with the frog eyes
Never trust bitches they all lie
Holla your partners, some fall guy
Hit they ass up and they won't slide
Caught my lil' blood and he gon' ride
187 the homicide, homicide
Mobties, this what you look like in god's eye
Hop out the vet with the frog eye
Never trust bitches they all lie
Holla your partners, some fall guys
Hit they ass up and they won't slide
Caught my lil' blood and he gon' ride
187 the homicide, homicide
Writer(s): Michael Edwards
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