We Mobb

[Intro: French Montana]

Uh-huh, yo

Flocka, what up, nigga?

Montana

[Verse 1: French Montana]

These old niggas dead, bring the forks out

Montana Josh Smith with the Hawks out

Swiss cheese on him

I'll Japan flag your head, red beams on em

White sheets on him, it's hell on earth

God gon' help you? Nigga, help yourself first

Fuck Forbes, only thing working for us

Cut the middle man out and deal straight with the source

I've been gone for a second, streets miss a nigga

Broke with a swag or corny rich nigga

Need a fix nigga, got that white girl nigga A1

New whip, white bitch credit A1

This be the Lock Out take one

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]

I just met a new connect

Ain’t no stopping me, I’m the prodigy

And if you try to stop me, disrespect me

Then my young boys, they gonna cause havoc

We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep

We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep

We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep

We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep, UH

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]

I met this girl in New York, say she from Lefrak

Pussy nigga calling say he want his shit back (hahaha)

My reply back you know how it goes

Shawty kick a door, I've got robbed before (FLOCKA)

Then I bounce back cooking lyrical crack

All you niggas ass cheek you run with a sheep pack (baaa)

Never been the one to talk I white sheet that

Turn my back pulled down my B hat, blaat (soo woo!)

This can't be life

I used to be a backseat driver, now I'm riding in the Maybach

(FLEX!) Couple of old friends trying to discredit me

I put on for this G-Shit honor me (Grove Street!)

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & (Prodigy)]

I just met a new connect (who you?)

Ain’t no stopping me, I’m the prodigy

And if you try to stop me, disrespect me

Then my young boys (what?), they gonna cause havoc

We mob when we deep (uh), we mob when we deep (yeah)

We mob when we deep (that's right), we mob when we deep

We mob when we deep (uh), we mob when we deep (huh)

We mob when we deep (huh), we mob when we deep (yeah)

[Verse 3: Prodigy]

Heart of a lion, body of a boxer

Mind of a criminal who just got out the box

Quality sixteen, dopamine flow

Bottle pop rap pills and moscato, uh

So many songs, I got thousands kid

Yeah your hard drive gonna need a thousand gigs

Feet up, VIP, lounging, bitch

Way I deal, not real he’s counterfeit

Get you a infamous empire state boy

The real thing are we, no joke, I’m no toy

I'm the most inglorious, notorious bastard

Don P, flocka and Montan' shit, bow!

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]

I just met a new connect

Ain’t no stopping me, I’m the prodigy

And if you try to stop me, disrespect me

Then my young boys, they gonna cause havoc

We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep

We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep

We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep

We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep, UH