Misanthropy

Put on a hoodie, it's tI'me for that lick

When I'm on the street, gotta watch my six

I'm never gon lack so I carry my shit

Y'all probably gon' miss I ain't worried about shit

The dumb ass hoe out, got milked call that bitch trix, as a jhit getting money off the bricks

We saw that boy flashy shoes, take that boy kicks

That bitch so stuck on me like a tick Look at me wrong, then just make the Glock click

Do mob life for real ****, fuck yo damn clique

Tryna hit a stain, see the boy nick

I dab on the pen, ain't talkin about Vick

Shut the fuck up, ittie bittie bitch

If she keep talkin' she'll start a conflict I scare them **** when I take them flicks

GI'mmie yo bread, just like Price Picks

But you not getting back, fuck ****

**** act funny cut em off like scissors

Chop ya head off and throw it in the river

If you mob, bound to be a killer

I'm the type **** step down with em slippers

They used to look at me like a fuckin' hoe

I had to rebrand like the Clippers

Posted in the field, I feel like a lizard

The AK a stick, they call me the wizard

The bullets is droppin' **** down blizzard

New gen Glock, that bitch got a switcher

Smoke that boy, there ain't no swisher

Give no fuck, not gonna consider

Pop the op, next to his girl, I kiss her

MCOB

ASP

32-28

MOB LYFE SHIT

662 ****

ON GOD

YA YAH YAH

My favorite number, 28

He said he gon' pop out but that boy bait

I'm the type **** that go to crystal lake This shit get hot, I ain't talkin' no mace

The mob lyfe for real ****, eat off that plate

He said it was smoke, well, then create

smart as hell, use my brain like Harry Bate

Pop em like Coke, but not Lettie Pate

That boy ain't bought nothing, flip em pennyweight

Law say dont do it, I'll do it anyway

He seen a Glock, pussy run away

Young **** crash out dummy, he a 08

**** try to play me like a bitch, I can't hesitate

Bitch, I'm in the gotdamn music vid with a Glock

I had to presentate, HRRDDD

knock that boy down on the motherfuckin' grass

That **** see green vegetate

I'm just tryna better my gotdamn self

I'm not a buddha, but I meditate

I ain't gon' lie, I'm still gon' crush that boy

Watch that boy decI'mate

12 on my back, I got hot wheels

I gotta accelerate

Put on a hoodie, it's tI'me for that lick

When I'm on the street, gotta watch my six

I'm never gon lack so I carry my shit

Y'all probably gon' miss I ain't worried about shit

The dumb ass hoe out, got milked call that bitch Trix, as a jhit getting money off the bricks

We saw that boy flashy shoes, take that boy kicks

That bitch so stuck on me like a tick Look at me Wrong, then just make the Glock click

Do mob life for real ****, fuck yo damn clique

Tryna hit a stain, see the boy nick

I dab on the pen, ain't talkin about Vick

Shut the fuck up, ittie bittie bitch

If she keep talkin' she'll start a conflict I scare Them **** when I take them flicks

GI'mmie yo bread, just like Price Picks

But you not getting back, fuck ****

**** act funny cut em off like scissors

Chop ya head off and throw it in the river

If you mob, bound to be a killer

I'm the type **** step down with em slippers

They used to look at me like a fuckin' hoe

I had to rebrand like the Clippers

Posted in the field, I feel like a lizard