The Mob (Explicit) - YNW Melly/Trippie Redd/YNW BSlime/YNW Bortlen
Lyrics by:Jamell Demons/Michael Lamar White IV/Brandon King/Cortlen Henry
Composed by:Jamell Demons
YNW Melly:
Oh no no
Them young n***as still 'quipped with Tommy Guns
Load up a hundred of 'em
Glicks and the K yeah we got a hundred of 'em
Glock with a hundred drum
Say you wanna be a don water the lawn
My diamonds wet like a pond this is the mob
Them young n***as still 'quipped with them Tommy Guns
Let the grams go we run up on 'em
Then you know who got clicked with hundred drum
Huh hundred drums load up the K we done seen a hundred of 'em
This is the mob this is the mob
F**kin' with the mob you gon' get hit with them Glock
We got them chops we tryna shoot with a chop
Jump that lil' b***h in the gang now p***y welcome to the mob
YNW BSlime:
Yeah I spent a rack at Saks because I wanted that
You tryna front your move and you become a pack
Woah killers all around the globe
If you want smoke let me know
My whodie down to up the score tonight
Diamonds shine they VVS you can never see me
She wanna get freaky told her "Don't come near me"
Rollie that's my timepiece but I can't get back that time G
Wish I could rewind G spend time with the guys please
YNW Bortlen:
I'm fighting demons
Yeah yeah
Keep totin' .556 .30 big sticks
Dirty stick that won't play shoot him on that stage
Yeah
And we dirty dancin'
Lil' b***h walkin' 'round here prancin' put that boy for ransom
Yeah it's my time rata-tata
All black like Soprano
Young n***a built like a man though
We the mob but we don't got no loud though
And you know we dripped in all black like them Mike and Ksubis
Trippie Redd:
I'm with the mob today
Mob yeah yeah
Take a trip in the dawn today
The mob yeah
Pop a Perc' I can't conversate
Okay
Boy shut up and do what your mama say
B***h shut up and do what this llama say
Ah
Don't want no drama ayy
B***h
You'll be a goner ayy
.30 gon' bust with no condom ayy
I'm tellin' you dawg keepin' it real
Say you got pints and I hope it ain't sealed
Say you got ice but them diamonds ain't real
N***as front with the bags still in the field
I was shootin' no mask do me a drill
Life of anime Kill la Kill
FN keep a Galil turn a quarter milly to an M
OB take these d**gs I OD f**k you and your OG
A big dollar homie
Yeah time to know me I'm inside you know me
That b***h bad with some class she gon' get a detention
B***h you know I'm the best ain't no honorable mention