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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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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