[Verse 1: Young D]
I be living in that 7th generation, doing something stoic to it
I’m B to the R to the A-V-E, That’s how a savage do it
We don’t need your education. We don’t need your thought control
Priest don’t kill my tribe - HEY! LEAVE THEM KIDS ALONE
I been a little up out my heezy, but then again I been on my grizzly
I’m from the home of The People Of The Snow, my veins get icy neechie
Like 30 below, Fur on my coat, original trappers ya’know?
Them Real neechies fuck with me and I don’t give a fuck who don’t!
Show me the waaay, let’s get it poppin - dead and aliiive, everyone’s watchin
Don’t be surpriiised when we be walking and blocking the streeeet, the drums is knocking
Savage M-O-B! That’s my family! I think I finally see! Who I was meant to be!
BITCH WE MOBBIN!

[Chorus]
Bitch we mobbin! Bitch we mobbin!
Bitch we mobbin! Bitch we mobbin!
This is how we mob
Can’t fuck with my squad
All we know is go hard
Savage Mob, Savage Mob

[Verse 2: Yung Trybez]
Aye, I flew across the world, took my shirt off at arrivals
Flushed my worries down the toilet…backward spiral
The winters be our summer in the land of the down under
Savage mob, we bring the ruckus. Fuck C-Cook and Columbus
No, no tattoos on my eyelids, why they lookin at me sideways?
This my life though, this ain’t right though, this a never ending cycle
When your idols turn to rivals, when they take your chiefs to trial
With my left hand on the bible, yeah I lit that bitch on fire!
We want title, we so tribal, savage mobbin' I go psycho
We survivors, where my riders with they heads up out the window
Where my dogs? where my dingos? where the mob that know the lingo
Who gon fight for what was stolen? screaming Skoden like its Bingo, yeah!
Point em out, point em out, point em out. She point with her lips when she point em out
We giving them something to talk about, M-O-B to the bank account
You thought we was dead, lets talk about that. The future is red and the future is black
We back on the map and the line up is stacked, savage mob, that’s FACTS BOY!
[Bridge: Birdz]
Been on, we been on, watch out where you stand
We been on, we been on, this here our fuckin land
We been on, we been on, why don’t you understand?
We been on, we been on, this my fuckin land, DAMN!

[Chorus]
Bitch we mobbin! Bitch we mobbin!
Bitch we mobbin! Bitch we mobbin!
This is how we mob
Can’t fuck with my squad
All we know is go hard
Savage Mob, Savage Mob

[Verse 3: Nooky]
Me and them are not alike, for me its always do or die
They can’t fuck with my tribe, I’m a hundred deep with them mob ties, yeah
Back up, squad full of black fellas pull up in a black truck
Act tough, then watch em all run when them mule boys act up
Me and them a different type, we represent a different side
They can’t fuck with my tribe, I’m a hundred deep with them mob ties, yeah
The mothership lift off bitch, the kid feeling pissed off bitch
I’m the real big dog, bitch. Runnin with the rez kids