Scanning the product, I'm shipping it out
I keep my racks in the attic, not house
Gave her a Patek to shut up her mouth
I hit from the back, she was being too loud
My nigga came through with Gelato, its loud
I opened the window to air out the house
A nigga want beef we gon air out his house
Hit up his momma and family and spouse
You know what this M.O.B. shit all about
Lock up the pack and we take different routes
I heard that these lil niggas runnin' they mouth
We catch em we knockin' them lil niggas out
I just got my daughter an Amazon Loft
I got it from juggin' and gettin' em off
Relax at the crib countin' up like a boss
I need an Elliot chain and a cross
Your gas been running on E
Nigga been trappin' with ease
Still ain't get no sleep
But I still rest easy
Who's he? He ain't my team
I've been plottin' for weeks
You ain't set bitch, please
I've been up for weeks
Your gas been running on E
Nigga been trappin' with ease
Still ain't get no sleep
But I still rest easy
Who's he? He ain't my team
I've been plottin' for weeks
You ain't set bitch, please
I've been up for weeks
Niggas be talking that nonsense
I had to trust in the process
Now I'm just making this progress
Bet you that I'll go the farthest
Heard your lil single, its garbage
My music dropping regardless
Better than all of these artists
I do this rap shit as a hobby
Scanning the product I'm shipping it out
I keep the racks in the attic not house
Gave her a Patek to shut up her mouth
I hit from the back she was being too loud
My nigga came through with Gelato, its loud
I opened the window to air out the house
A nigga want beef, we gon air out his house
Hit up his momma and family and spouse
You know what this M.O.B. shit all about
Lock up the pack and we take different routes
I heard that these lil niggas runnin' they mouth
We catch em we knockin' them lil niggas out
I just got my daughter an Amazon Loft
I got it from juggin' and gettin' em off
Relax at the crib countin' up like a boss
I need an Elliot chain and a cross
Your gas been running on E
Nigga been trappin' with ease
Still ain't get no sleep
But I still rest easy
Who's he? He ain't my team
I've been plottin' for weeks
You ain't set bitch, please
I've been up for weeks
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Scanning the product, I'm shipping it out
I keep my racks in the attic, not house
Gave her a Patek to shut up her mouth
I hit from the back, she was being too loud
My nigga came through with Gelato, its loud
I opened the window to air out the house
A nigga want beef we gon air out his house
Hit up his momma and family and spouse
You know what this M.O.B. shit all about
Lock up the pack and we take different routes
I heard that these lil niggas runnin' they mouth
We catch em we knockin' them lil niggas out
I just got my daughter an Amazon Loft
I got it from juggin' and gettin' em off
Relax at the crib countin' up like a boss
I need an Elliot chain and a cross
Your gas been running on E
Nigga been trappin' with ease
Still ain't get no sleep
But I still rest easy
Who's he? He ain't my team
I've been plottin' for weeks
You ain't set bitch, please
I've been up for weeks
Your gas been running on E
Nigga been trappin' with ease
Still ain't get no sleep
But I still rest easy
Who's he? He ain't my team
I've been plottin' for weeks
You ain't set bitch, please
I've been up for weeks
Niggas be talking that nonsense
I had to trust in the process
Now I'm just making this progress
Bet you that I'll go the farthest
Heard your lil single, its garbage
My music dropping regardless
Better than all of these artists
I do this rap shit as a hobby
Scanning the product I'm shipping it out
I keep the racks in the attic not house
Gave her a Patek to shut up her mouth
I hit from the back she was being too loud
My nigga came through with Gelato, its loud
I opened the window to air out the house
A nigga want beef, we gon air out his house
Hit up his momma and family and spouse
You know what this M.O.B. shit all about
Lock up the pack and we take different routes
I heard that these lil niggas runnin' they mouth
We catch em we knockin' them lil niggas out
I just got my daughter an Amazon Loft
I got it from juggin' and gettin' em off
Relax at the crib countin' up like a boss
I need an Elliot chain and a cross
Your gas been running on E
Nigga been trappin' with ease
Still ain't get no sleep
But I still rest easy
Who's he? He ain't my team
I've been plottin' for weeks
You ain't set bitch, please
I've been up for weeks
I keep my racks in the attic, not house
Gave her a Patek to shut up her mouth
I hit from the back, she was being too loud
My nigga came through with Gelato, its loud
I opened the window to air out the house
A nigga want beef we gon air out his house
Hit up his momma and family and spouse
You know what this M.O.B. shit all about
Lock up the pack and we take different routes
I heard that these lil niggas runnin' they mouth
We catch em we knockin' them lil niggas out
I just got my daughter an Amazon Loft
I got it from juggin' and gettin' em off
Relax at the crib countin' up like a boss
I need an Elliot chain and a cross
Your gas been running on E
Nigga been trappin' with ease
Still ain't get no sleep
But I still rest easy
Who's he? He ain't my team
I've been plottin' for weeks
You ain't set bitch, please
I've been up for weeks
Your gas been running on E
Nigga been trappin' with ease
Still ain't get no sleep
But I still rest easy
Who's he? He ain't my team
I've been plottin' for weeks
You ain't set bitch, please
I've been up for weeks
Niggas be talking that nonsense
I had to trust in the process
Now I'm just making this progress
Bet you that I'll go the farthest
Heard your lil single, its garbage
My music dropping regardless
Better than all of these artists
I do this rap shit as a hobby
Scanning the product I'm shipping it out
I keep the racks in the attic not house
Gave her a Patek to shut up her mouth
I hit from the back she was being too loud
My nigga came through with Gelato, its loud
I opened the window to air out the house
A nigga want beef, we gon air out his house
Hit up his momma and family and spouse
You know what this M.O.B. shit all about
Lock up the pack and we take different routes
I heard that these lil niggas runnin' they mouth
We catch em we knockin' them lil niggas out
I just got my daughter an Amazon Loft
I got it from juggin' and gettin' em off
Relax at the crib countin' up like a boss
I need an Elliot chain and a cross
Your gas been running on E
Nigga been trappin' with ease
Still ain't get no sleep
But I still rest easy
Who's he? He ain't my team
I've been plottin' for weeks
You ain't set bitch, please
I've been up for weeks
Writer: James Figueroa Jr.
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid