Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song MOB, artist - Audio Push.
Date of issue: 10.12.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
MOB |
Got the team in order |
Blue dream, Fiji water |
They said that we wouldn’t make it |
Now we wavin' and niggas hate it |
Celebratin' when we make it |
For now we workin' we too focused |
At least me and my bro is |
Fuck what you talkin' man this shit the coldest |
Enough with the talkin' man let’s get it goin' ! |
When I link up with the squad yeah you know we bout to mob |
Take that weed up bout that jar, roll it up we bout to mob |
Wowowow too saucy, you know we bout to mob |
Man I’m always on my job cause I know we bout to mob |
Hold up I’m fresh, God knows |
My squad, your squad goals |
Free throw line, eyes closed |
Swish, new time zone |
You talk too much, flex too much |
Oh yes my finesse is up |
Make a mess if you mess with us |
I’m that real, you a replica |
Ain’t got time what you talkin' bout? |
What you playin' for? |
You lookin' at him, if you ain’t that nigga, what you say it for? |
You can’t stop God’s plan, this what they been waitin' for |
You had your chance since we used to dance, what you hatin' for? |
Yeah yeah yeah, it’s real now |
Every girl tryna chill now |
Every show gettin' killed now |
Tryna run it up pass a mill now |
So I really don’t care how I you feel now |
Fuck a wave, got the vibe nigga |
I came here with my tribe showed up hive |
(Fuck with me) |
When I link up with the squad yeah you know we bout to mob |
Take that weed up bout that jar, roll it up we bout to mob |
Wowowow too saucy, you know we bout to mob |
Man I’m always on my job cause I know we bout to mob |
Mobbin' like Money Over Bitches |
Mobbin' like Money Over Bullshit |
Number one on some April fool shit |
Snitches is who I can’t be cool with |
I was raised by the G code |
You want beef then meatloaf |
Movin' then reload |
Take off first no baby see |
I’m the future she became a freak hoe |
Beast mode is what I’m in |
What I’m doin' what we done again |
He solvin' all his problems with that gun again |
Pray for him! |
Heart big enough to take on a hundred men |
I wanna win, open that door bitch or I’m runnin' in |
You coming with them jokes, better come again |
You come at me broke, better come again |
You can’t write what I wrote with my fucking pen |
Day 1's with me, mobbin' out I don’t need no fuckin' friends |
MOB! |
My Other Brother |
MOB! |
Make Or Break |
MOB! |
Mind On Billions, Mind Our Business |
Or Member Of BOW, shit whatever you wanna say |
Boy we mob like we from the Bay |
My squad ain’t come to play |
Save your games for Nintendo |
Hot box, the weed got us foggin' the windows |
Ask about us from the I. E to N. O |
We winnin' |
When I link up with the squad yeah you know we bout to mob |
Take that weed up bout that job, roll it up we bout to mob |
Wowowow too saucy, you know we bout to mob |
Man I’m always on my job cause I know we bout to mob |
Picture Money Mitch and the homies in the South |
Yeah, three hustles deep we finna mob |
We located the cheese we finna plot |
cause we so small |
Goin' hard 24/7 it’s my job |
Sold top on my new old car |
Shit you get when you flow hard |
I’m aware who them hoes are |
Hella ran through hoe still chasing stars |
Baby catch a break, take a load off |
I pass my smoke and got ghost |
When I link up with the squad yeah you know we bout to mob |
Take that weed up bout that job, roll it up we bout to mob |
Wowowow too saucy, you know we bout to mob |
Man I’m always on my job cause I know we bout to mob |