MOB Freestyle

Money over bitches I got problems I don't talk about

Paper over pussy never fall in love I'm fallin out

Bricks under the oven we gon whip it till it's selling out

I done filled the duffle up with pounds even in the draught

Talking to the fuzz cuz get ya tongue pulled up out ya mouth

I hear she fuck with rappers if I let you don't you spit me out

I hope he ride alone we hit the witness if he gettin out

I know a tan girl that sniff it till her nose pink

Pop a half a Percocet smoke a spliff it help me think

Thotties filling up the hotel take pictures on the sink

I'm Italian la Ferrari when I pull up leopard mink