Trippie Redd – The Mob Lyrics

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Trippie Redd – The Mob Lyrics
(feat. YNW Melly, YNW BSlime & YNW Bortlen)


(YNW Melly)
Oh, no, no
Them young niggas still ‘quipped with Tommy Guns
Load up a hundred of ’em
Glicks and the K, yeah, we got a hundred of ’em
(EY3ZLOW on the beat)
Glock with a hundred drum

(YNW Melly)
Say you wanna be a don, water the lawn
My diamonds wet like a pond, this is the mob
Them young niggas still ‘quipped with them Tommy Guns
Let the grams go, we run up on ’em
Then you know who got clicked with hundred drum
Huh, hundred drums load up the K, we done seen a hundred of ’em
Say you wanna be a don, water the lawn
My diamonds wet like a pond, this is the mob
Them young niggas still ‘quipped with them Tommy Guns
Let the grams go, we run up on ’em
Then you know who got clicked with hundred drum
Huh, hundred drums load up the K, we done seen a hundred of ’em

(YNW Melly)
This is the mob, this is the mob
Fuckin’ with the mob, you gon’ get hit with them Glock
We got them chops, we tryna shoot with a chop
Jump that lil’ bitch in the gang, now pussy, welcome to the mob

(YNW BSlime)
Yeah, I spent a rack at Saks, because I wanted that
You tryna front your move, and you become a pack
Woah, killers all around the globe
If you want smoke, let me know
My whodie down to up the score tonight
Diamonds shine, they VVS, you can never see me
She wanna get freaky, told her “Don’t come near me”
Rollie that’s my timepiece, but I can’t get back that time G
Wish I could rewind G, spend time with the guys, please

(YNW Bortlen)
I’m fighting demons (Yeah, yeah)
Keep totin’ .556, .30, big sticks (Yeah, yeah)
Dirty stick that won’t play, shoot him on that stage (Yeah)
And we dirty dancin’ (Yeah)
Lil’ bitch walkin’ ’round here prancin’, put that boy for ransom
Yeah, it’s my time, rata-tata (Uh), all black like Soprano
Young nigga built like a man though (Like a man)
We the mob but we don’t got no loud though
And you know we dripped in all black like them Mike and Ksubis

(YNW Melly)
Say you wanna be a don, water the lawn
My diamonds wet like a pond, this is the mob
Them young niggas still ‘quipped with them Tommy Guns
Let the grams go, we run up on ’em
Then you know who got clicked with hundred drum
Huh, hundred drums load up the K, we done seen a hundred of ’em
Say you wanna be a don, water the lawn
My diamonds wet like a pond, this is the mob
Them young niggas still ‘quipped with them Tommy Guns
Let the grams go, we run up on ’em
Then you know who got clicked with hundred drum
Huh, hundred drums load up the K, we done seen a hundred of ’em

(YNW Melly)
This is the mob, this is the mob
Fuckin’ with the mob, you gon’ get hit with them Glock
We got them chops, we tryna shoot with a chop
Jump that lil’ bitch in the gang, now pussy, welcome to the mob

(Trippie Redd)
I’m with the mob today (Mob, yeah, yeah)
Take a trip in the dawn today (The mob, yeah)
Pop a Perc’, I can’t conversate (Okay)
Boy, shut up and do what your mama say (Okay)
Bitch, shut up and do what this llama say (Yeah), ah
Don’t want no drama, ayy (Bitch)
You’ll be a goner, ayy
.30 gon’ bust with no condom, ayy
I’m tellin’ you dawg, keepin’ it real
Say you got pints and I hope it ain’t sealed
Say you got ice, but them diamonds ain’t real
Niggas front with the bags, still in the field
I was shootin’ no mask, do me a drill
Life of anime, Kill la Kill
FN, keep a Galil, turn a quarter milly to an M (Yeah)
OB, take these drugs I OD, fuck you and your OG
A big dollar homie
Yeah, time to know me, I’m inside, you know me
That bitch bad with some class she gon’ get a detention
Bitch, you know I’m the best, ain’t no honorable mention (Yeah)

(YNW Melly)
Say you wanna be a don, water the lawn
My diamonds wet like a pond, this is the mob
Them young niggas still ‘quipped with them Tommy Guns
Let the grams go, we run up on ’em
Then you know who got clicked with hundred drum
Huh, hundred drums load up the K, we done seen a hundred of ’em
Say you wanna be a don, water the lawn
My diamonds wet like a pond, this is the mob
Them young niggas still ‘quipped with them Tommy Guns
Let the grams go, we run up on ’em
Then you know who got clicked with hundred drum
Huh, hundred drums load up the K, we done seen a hundred of ’em

(YNW Melly)
This is the mob, this is the mob
Fuckin’ with the mob, you gon’ get hit with them Glock
We got them chops, we tryna shoot with a chop
Jump that lil’ bitch in the gang, now pussy, welcome to the mob

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