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Payroll Giovanni & Cardo - Mob $hit (feat. Larry June) lyrics

Artist: Payroll Giovanni & Cardo

album: Another Day Another Dollar


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)
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?)
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)
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
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)
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)

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