Mobsters ft. Birdo & Taliban Lyrics

I'm whipping the straight just like a Nascar

My back hurt I been on the grind so long feel like my grandpa

I'm mixing the drank with the faygo steady sipping on the straight drop

It's hot out we got Glocks out plus I'm riding in that drop top

Ski mask leather gloves Alcohol Plane ticket

Easy four steps you can do to erase niggas

I can't give my all to a hoe I replace bitches

I'ma pass the swtichy to my cousin he face niggas

Laser on his head now he look like Dennis Rodman

Pipe stay on my side just like Batman with Robin

I ah never tell on my brudda Ian copping

We don't need security you walk up then I drop em

Like a band bunch of niggas outside marching

He making them weak ass songs that shit garbage

Yo bitch on stupid and her head game retarded

These niggas really gay they be trapped in the closet

Both hands on the blick I'm too accurate

Make these bows disappear this a magic trick

I'm just tryna get rich and be on lavish shit

12 get between this whip then I'ma stash this shit

Hit a friend on a first day never call her

I remember me and Ai tryna spin on Waller

I'ma have to shoot yo ass if you look taller

Ian scared to splurge on a bitch cause I'm a baller

Niggas blind to the money you don't see what I see

You can't come where I'm at you don't be where I be

Bitch ask me do I wanna fuck told her I'ma see

And you know I'm getting to that green like monopoly

Fuck around buy a property the cops after me

I can teach you how to flip a bow just come trap with me

Nigga don't you ever try to run or it'll be a tragedy

I can hardly care about the shit it ain't no cap with me