M.O.B

Run down

We catching them oops

Gun down m m mm m

I’m running your block (what you gon do)



Outta town

Still got it on lock

Touch down

I feel like a god (I love it )



I get Praise like I’m god (I’m not above it )

I get paid like I’m mob (squad)

Money over bitches (nah)

Cause you bitches is jobs



Nd my n***as don’t need that (nah)

No 9 to 5 (bitch)

But my n***as still see checks

Wherever the money go n***a we at



Slide on anything cause we slatt (slime)

Young n***a got his money up

Now the bitches wan kno where we at

Thinking I’m gon run it up



Ha who tf made you believe that

That shit over 100 bucks

Bitch better put that weave back (now)

Make 1 to 200 love and every dime I need that (now)



Keep a vest and a tech with me

If a n***a sneeze

On god I’m squeeze that (bow)

I keep some blessings w me



Spazz go super saiyan

We all kno he’ll kick ya ass (Spazz yeah)

I jus be on some cooling shit

Your bitch on some choosing shit



Get her Slide on you

Make you lose a grip (givit here )

Pull out the 4 and make you lose a 5th



Don’t run n***a

I’m tryna catch a lick (come here)

Don’t run

I jus caught your bitch (look here)



Don’t run (don’t run)

I thought you could take the dick

Don’t run (nah don’t run )

I kno my shit too big (mmm)



Shit ride like a 6 speed

I’m free but no you can’t get me (not sweet)

If You can’t drive (the boat) (Lil bitch)

You never gon get me (Lil bitch)



Bitch you never gon get me

Slide ona opp 6 feet

Slide ina coupe bad lil bitch want me play with her kitty

I Got the opps n***as get silly ok I spank his ass with tha fifty

I ain’t baby fifty but I’m dropping fifty

No Deray n***a but I’m getting busy

Glock 23 is on my hip bad bitch say she from Baltimore

Slide ona opp

Hit his ass with the chop

Glock 27 came with mop

Glock 30s gon knock

Hit a n***a far with the Glock

Looking for me I’m right there on front line

Bad lil bitch played me like I’m sunshine

And she told me yeah her name was sunshine



Run down

We catching them oops

Gun down m m mm m

I’m running your block (what you gon do)



Outta town

Still got it on lock

Touch down

I feel like a god (I love it )



I get Praise like I’m god (I’m not above it )

I get paid like I’m mob (squad)

Money over bitches (nah)

Cause you bitches is jobs



Nd my n***as don’t need that (nah)

No 9 to 5 (bitch)

But my n***as still see checks

Wherever the money go n***a we at



Slide on anything cause we slatt (slime)

Young n***a got his money up

Now the bitches wan kno where we at