My gang real deep out here looking like a mob
My homies bout that action they down to back me up n squab
Your girl she in love with me always wanna give me top
All up in her guts she don't wanna make me stop
Watch me kill this blunt n f*ck it up on the track
You never gonna catch me lackin, real dawgs got my back
It's just another day on the block, n I'm out here chasin bands
I'll really f*ck you up n I ain't gotta use no hands
Let me talk my shit cause this ain't nothin to me, I'll really pacc you out
Callin you n*ggas lame, you stay talkin to a hoe, I'm finna smacc you out
Just another dough getter facts that my flow better steady runnin up a bag
You actin like a hoe you a beggar ima young fly nigga bitches say I do it better damn I got the F&N bussin out the jag
I'm a real trend setter a big money stacker keep the 40 in my pants wit a full heavy mag
Ima always be a fat money bagger a fiend for the cash I'm a snatcher you know I'm in love with the bag
Got done seshin with the homies n we took fat blunts to the face
Got me feeling so smacc'd actin geeked in the streets actin like we boutta catch a case
Blessed to see another year livin life I know where in the world I got placed
RIP to all the guys who got lost to the drugs that got laced
That's why I never keep my guard down always got the strap hangin down on my waist
Tryna go down as a great leave my marks in this world & never go forgotten or erased
I stay ten toes down everywhere I Go, come around my hood & you'll get your face misplaced
You really be trippen on a chick she a a bop, finessin all your pockets, left you empty handed, damn to be you it must be a disgrace
Just another dough getter facts that my flow better steady runnin up a bag
You actin like a hoe you a beggar ima young fly nigga bitches say I do it better damn I got the F&N bussin out the jag
I'm a real trend setter a big money stacker keep the 40 in my pants wit a full heavy mag
Ima always be a fat money bagger a fiend for the cash I'm a snatcher you know I'm in love with the bag
JayMedi - We Out Here Mobbin' Lyrics
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My gang real deep out here looking like a mob
My homies bout that action they down to back me up n squab
Your girl she in love with me always wanna give me top
All up in her guts she don't wanna make me stop
Watch me kill this blunt n f*ck it up on the track
You never gonna catch me lackin, real dawgs got my back
It's just another day on the block, n I'm out here chasin bands
I'll really f*ck you up n I ain't gotta use no hands
Let me talk my shit cause this ain't nothin to me, I'll really pacc you out
Callin you n*ggas lame, you stay talkin to a hoe, I'm finna smacc you out
Just another dough getter facts that my flow better steady runnin up a bag
You actin like a hoe you a beggar ima young fly nigga bitches say I do it better damn I got the F&N bussin out the jag
I'm a real trend setter a big money stacker keep the 40 in my pants wit a full heavy mag
Ima always be a fat money bagger a fiend for the cash I'm a snatcher you know I'm in love with the bag
Got done seshin with the homies n we took fat blunts to the face
Got me feeling so smacc'd actin geeked in the streets actin like we boutta catch a case
Blessed to see another year livin life I know where in the world I got placed
RIP to all the guys who got lost to the drugs that got laced
That's why I never keep my guard down always got the strap hangin down on my waist
Tryna go down as a great leave my marks in this world & never go forgotten or erased
I stay ten toes down everywhere I Go, come around my hood & you'll get your face misplaced
You really be trippen on a chick she a a bop, finessin all your pockets, left you empty handed, damn to be you it must be a disgrace
Just another dough getter facts that my flow better steady runnin up a bag
You actin like a hoe you a beggar ima young fly nigga bitches say I do it better damn I got the F&N bussin out the jag
I'm a real trend setter a big money stacker keep the 40 in my pants wit a full heavy mag
Ima always be a fat money bagger a fiend for the cash I'm a snatcher you know I'm in love with the bag
My homies bout that action they down to back me up n squab
Your girl she in love with me always wanna give me top
All up in her guts she don't wanna make me stop
Watch me kill this blunt n f*ck it up on the track
You never gonna catch me lackin, real dawgs got my back
It's just another day on the block, n I'm out here chasin bands
I'll really f*ck you up n I ain't gotta use no hands
Let me talk my shit cause this ain't nothin to me, I'll really pacc you out
Callin you n*ggas lame, you stay talkin to a hoe, I'm finna smacc you out
Just another dough getter facts that my flow better steady runnin up a bag
You actin like a hoe you a beggar ima young fly nigga bitches say I do it better damn I got the F&N bussin out the jag
I'm a real trend setter a big money stacker keep the 40 in my pants wit a full heavy mag
Ima always be a fat money bagger a fiend for the cash I'm a snatcher you know I'm in love with the bag
Got done seshin with the homies n we took fat blunts to the face
Got me feeling so smacc'd actin geeked in the streets actin like we boutta catch a case
Blessed to see another year livin life I know where in the world I got placed
RIP to all the guys who got lost to the drugs that got laced
That's why I never keep my guard down always got the strap hangin down on my waist
Tryna go down as a great leave my marks in this world & never go forgotten or erased
I stay ten toes down everywhere I Go, come around my hood & you'll get your face misplaced
You really be trippen on a chick she a a bop, finessin all your pockets, left you empty handed, damn to be you it must be a disgrace
Just another dough getter facts that my flow better steady runnin up a bag
You actin like a hoe you a beggar ima young fly nigga bitches say I do it better damn I got the F&N bussin out the jag
I'm a real trend setter a big money stacker keep the 40 in my pants wit a full heavy mag
Ima always be a fat money bagger a fiend for the cash I'm a snatcher you know I'm in love with the bag
Writer: Juan Medina
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