Mob $hit

[Intro]

Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Shh (Yeah), man, uh

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (We be on that mob shit)

Uh, damn, man (We be on that mob shit, bitch), uh

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Four-one)

[Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni]

Walk in deep, get out the way, nigga

Violate me, I'll clear the safe, nigga

How he a rapper but barely take pictures?

How he legit but still moving like a weight flipper? (What the fuck that nigga doing man?)

Questions, so many questions

What's gone be his next move? I got so many stressing

What you call flexing, I would call it stretching

I stay good at what I do and keep these niggas guessing

Bought a diamond chain with some pocket change

Me and you is not the same, cut it out and stop it, lame

Move some thangs, then go cop a Range for the snowy days

Rollie plain, but it's somethin' 'bout 'em, you just know he paid (Nigga rich)

I throw my niggas plays you just throwing shade

You niggas little kids, so go run and play

We gone keep the circle tight and the rubber bands

You can dismiss yourself if you got other plans (You know?)

[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]

We be on that mob shit

If it don't concern us, you can change the topic

We be on that mob shit

If it ain't money, bitch, you can change the topic

We be on that mob shit

If it don't concern us, you can change the topic

We be on that mob shit

We be on that mob shit (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2: Larry June]

Off top, you know the bitch chose for sure

I'm a motherfuckin' P, bitch, you know how it go

When I slide to Detroit I do the mink, I'm cold

I'm a real city nigga, got no love for these hoes

Seven-figure nigga with a neck full of gold

Put a eighth in the 'Wood for my nigga Quinn Cole

Back to the motherfuckin' block where it's going

These niggas be juiced for the pussy, got me rolling

I'm laughing, two hundred a month got me stacking

I'ma be one hundred, if I want her, I can have it

That's you, though, this bust down organic got me Pluto

Gang related, keep the mag and the deuce-uno

Mob shit, well-respected everywhere we go

Back-to-back Benzes, bustin' moves, me and Payroll

Stay up on your toes, nigga, focus on that bag

Be smart with your money, make sure that shit last

Nigga, what's happening? Numbers, baby

[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]

We be on that mob shit (Straight up)

If it don't concern us you, can change the topic (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

We be on that mob shit (Man, shh)

If it ain't money bitch, you can change the topic (Straight up, yeah)

We be on that mob shit (Uh, damn)

If it don't concern us, you can change the topic (Numbers, nigga)

We be on that mob shit (Uh)

We be on that mob shit (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Outro]

We be on that mob shit (You know)

If it don't concern us, you can change the topic (Mob shit, shit don't stop)

We be on that mob shit (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

We be on that mob shit (Man, uh)

We be on that mob shit (BYLUG)

Detroit to the Bay, we be on some real bop shit (Cardo)

Man, good job, Cardo (We be on that mob shit)

Another day another dollar, nigga

We be on that mob shit (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)