MOB lyrics

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[Chorus]
You don't want war 'cause you never got sticks like branch
All of my n***as they slime and they slatt and gon' shoot if you give 'em a chance
I sent that b*t*h to the Wingstop and told her to get me some wings with some ranch
.223 bullets gon' pierce in your skin like I walked in this b*t*h with syringe
M-O-B, I ain't never gave a f**k about a ho, yeah
In a penthouse out in New York, got a case of all red
All red, high tech, b*t*h
M-O-B, I ain't never gave a f**k about a ho, yeah (Sheesh, woo)

[Verse]
Chrome heart jeans, them b*t*hes stunt on my leg
Fye, fye, fye, fye, n***a, fill his whole motherf**kin' head with lead
Flew the b*t*h in then I flew the b*t*h back, yeah, the b*t*h got to my head
b*t*h, leave me alone, I need me some space
Cartier buss on my face (Yeah), pay for her nails and her lace (Yeah)
He tried to reach for my chain and he ended up shot in the face
Four pockets full of blue cheese, yeah-yeah
Princess cut diamonds, my teeth, yeah-yeah
I'm in the trap and I'm whipping the dope up
I pour a four in my motherf**kin' soda

[Chorus]
You don't want war 'cause you never got sticks like branch
All of my n***as they slime and they slatt and gon' shoot if you give 'em a chance
I sent that b*t*h to the Wingstop and I told her to get me some wings with some ranch
.223 bullets gon' pierce in your skin like I walked in this b*t*h with syringe
M-O-B, I ain't never gave a f**k about a ho, yeah
In a penthouse out in New York, got a case of all red
All red, high tech, b*t*h
M-O-B, I ain't never gave a f**k about a ho, yeah (Sheesh, woo)
[Outro]
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