Lyrics Obsession - Gorilla Zoe, Project Pat, Juicy J

Obsession

Hey
Let’s go
Drop a hit Royles Royce
My driver look like Mr Belvedere
Red Bull lime juice
Mix it all up with Belvedere
And I can smell that sac is near
Told them folk coming back this year
Strong team with all my pills
We don’t send no city zip
Sonny digital
Southern smoke
Man I swear this money
Keep me caught up it’s a mess
Addicted to this money
Man I swear I am possesed
I might just be obsessed
With that fact I’m ballin
Cause everytime I sleep
I hear dem dead men callin
I’m obsessed with the money
I’m Obsessed With these hoes
Obsessed with my cars
I’m obsessed with clothes
I got obsessions
I got obsessions
And I’m obsessed with the drugs
Obsessed with the trap
I got obsessions for the sac
That’s why I keep a strap
I got obsessions
I got obsessions
Drop a hit Royles Royce
My driver look like Mr Belvedere
Red Bull lime juice
Mix it all up with Belvedere
And I can smell that sac is near
Told them folk coming back this year
Strong team with all my pills
We don’t send no city zip
We don’t catch feelings now
Unless you niggas feeling scared
I beat ym blue
I’m seeing red
I heard what you niggas said
You nigga dead
Yon going jail
We going FED
I’m going shopping
These bitches bobbing
They know I came here
Just to ball racks on racks
On racks on racks on racks
I swear them stacks are tall
You don’t want no sac at all
That’s why I can’t fuck with ya’ll
I’m obsessed with the money
I’m Obsessed With these hoes
Obsessed with my cars
I’m obsessed with clothes
I got obsessions
I got obsessions
And I’m obsessed with the drugs
Obsessed with the trap
I got obsessions for the sac
That’s why I keep a strap
I got obsessions
I got obsessions
One they gotta have it
For the paper I’m a savage
Everyday I fuck a bitch
This life I live is lavish
They say you over doing it
I say you just ain’t doing it
The fantom I spent 2 on it
The fantom I put 2 in it
We smoked out
Glock 2 in it
Easter pink pop
In the skybox
Cooling it
I ain’t doing nothing
Else not do I wanna
All a nigga needs is
Weed, pussy and some money
I’m addicted to
This ballin shit
I’m a ballin nigga so
I need a ballin bitch
If you ain’t talking
About no money than
Don’t bother bitch
I went straight to
The league
No scholarship
I’m obsessed with the money
I’m Obsessed With these hoes
Obsessed with my cars
I’m obsessed with clothes
I got obsessions
I got obsessions
And I’m obsessed with the drugs
Obsessed with the trap
I got obsessions for the sac
That’s why I keep a strap
I got obsessions
I got obsessions
Resist and get the money
Excorcist swag
Dead president shows
In the Louis bag
Sacrificial chickens
Magically turned into bread
Chicken heads automatically
Giving me head
Addicted to the fans
Like like a chunk of crack
Money cars clothes with
A big pistol in lap
Stacks in the racks
Choppers they chick
And they clack
I’m down bad and the barrel
Is AIMED at your hack!
I’m obsessed with the money
I’m Obsessed With these hoes
Obsessed with my cars
I’m obsessed with clothes
I got obsessions
I got obsessions
And I’m obsessed with the drugs
Obsessed with the trap
I got obsessions for the sac
That’s why I keep a strap
I got obsessions
I got obsessions
Man I swear this money
Keep me caught up it’s a mess
Addicted to this money
Man I swear I am possesed
I might just be obsessed
With that fact I’m ballin
Cause everytime I sleep
I hear dem dead men callin
I got obsessions!