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Allmothug - On The Mob Lyrics

*Phone Rings*
Hello?

[Verse 1: Allmothug]
How you talk that street shit but never bang on a set
That's on the mob
Why you be talking guns on Instagram but ain’t never held one
That's on the mob
Why tell folks let's hit a lick knowing the feds waiting at the spot That’s on the mob
How you claim to ride for your hood but you snitched when wrapped up
That's on the mob
Sound like a fucking parrot talking too much telling too much details
That's on the mob
You a gangsta huh? Why you getting cold feet when getting wrapped up?
That's on the mob
How you claim a hood that don't accept you back? Huh
That's on the mob
How you claim to be a player but you never had your first kiss
That's on the mob
Playa huh? How you a playa but you always getting friend zoned That's on the mob
Why you claim I took your girl that never claimed you
You pillow talking see me in person don’t even say nothing
Lips all zipped up huh? I ain’t mob deep but you looking like a shook one
Thats on the mob
I ain't talking shit I’m just saying it how it is peep game nephew
That's on the mob
You a young rich nigga huh? Stop flexing that allowance money
Matter fact go take out the trash and wash dishes before I take away your tv privileges and don't pay you shit
Flexing those 25 cent chains off the gum ball machines with them blue strips Monopoly money don't count
That’s on the mob
Real talk though break bread on a pimp hoe
If not you getting molly whopped with that baby powder and burnt with that rubbing alcohol and I'm scraping your bitch ass across the parking lot
That's on the mob
Skirt!
Aye though what you think this is huh? What you think this is
Before I get Og Bullet Breath to pull that fucking weave off your head
What the fuck you think this is huh? Que te crees pinche barbie?
Wooah Wooah Wooah Wooah Wooooah
Thats on the mob