Lyrics MOBBIN' - Ben Jayne, RokStar Walt, Yung Gleesh

MOBBIN'

I’ve been.
triping, all week
In a… trance.
I can’t fucking speak
Mobbin in the streets nigga I will never sleep
She just want tlc, but on the low I know she creep
That dirty bitch a freak
That dirty bitch a freak
I kno that pussy deep
I think she sprung a leak
Mobbin, mobbin
Rolling, deep
All my niggas
Counting sheep
Killers moving
Moving, you sleep
Im the… gleeshy
Shit bag shorty
Working .with the
A Hunnit 40
Early.
in the
It’s the morning
I had to get the grams out the fucking garland
Aye aye
I work my all in
Thirty thousand dollars and then we balling
Grams coming out the top bitch I won’t stall it
Grams falling of the top bitch like it’s falling
Aye aye And im Gleesh walking
Aye aye and my dogs barking
Pow pow pow pow my dogs barking
Aye aye aye aye my dogs sparking
Mobbin, mobbin
Rolling, deep
All my niggas
Counting sheep
Killers moving
Moving.
you sleep
Came through the night like bat man
All black.
hmmm, shout out to my tat man, on that
Big bank big bank no tank
But a skee mask,
Mobin deep with the team
On a bean, give me drugs
Not a fean,
She the molly queen to the t
Hella geek
Popin pussy for this zan in my hand
Been the man, getting jiggy, uh uh