Lil Bibby - MOB lyrics

[Intro] Yeah I'm MOB, look [Verse 1] Say they let me in the club, through the back, with the strap All these strippers on my dick 'cause a youngin' got them racks Hell yeah, I move the crack Hell yeah, I keep a gat Hell nah, I don't snitch And I prolly f**ed your b**h And they know I keep it cool But they know that I switch And they know I'm MOB Put my money over chicks n***as got them hands out, so I told 'em "s** a dick" I can never get distorted, b**h I'm dying for this sh** In the VIP, put my life all in them lines for them sh** n***as claimin' that they real, but be lying in this sh** Got no time for a b**h, 'cause you f**in' me a numb My favourite line for a b**h My young n***a savage, my gun automatic If you want the static, it's free, you can have it Pistol, not get me confused with this rappin' This sum cleaning you know whats happening I came home from trappin', all of my hittas they slow All of my hittas on gold, keep them on [??] And I ain't talkin about hoes [??] Let me find out where you hiding now, then we slide now Used to talk them .38s, its 50 shots .45s now Used to shoot them [??] pistols, n***as die now Snub nose, 5 shots [??] and no knives out [Verse 2] They wonder how I'm bleeding, disrespect I leave em Partner hating on me, I say f** It I'ont need them She wanna f** on a demon, she wanna swallow my semen She wanna chill with the gang now, she might just let the whole team in Leave the b**h feenin, she might just never see me again And I just gave my lil brother a [??], he the lord that he free again Free the gorillas but keep all the rats I love all my k**ers , I give em the gas She acting boujee, [??] from the bay Now back to the money, b**h get out the club [Bridge] M.O.B, yeah I'm M.O.B M.O.B., b**h I'm M.O.B Yeah I'm M.O.B. eyy M.O.B. , yeah I'm M.O.B. eyy Look , I say , yeah I'm M.O.B M.O.B., b**h I'm M.O.B Yeah I'm M.O.B., M.O.B Yeah I'm M.O.B. eyy Look, I say , yeah I'm M.O.B., Eyy look [Verse 3] b**h I'm [??] rocker, Chiraq pistol popper b**h I'm with the drama, 100 clip off [??] watching for the anacondas No revolver, we not ducking problems b**h I'm with sh**, see my [??] we gon' hit Never went out like a b**h Yolo, hop out the whip and I'm dolo No of these n***as want no smoke My hittas loco We get that pipe out of bolo We get hit with the four four That's how we coming, Catch me with all of my youngins Every car got like a hunnid, Lil' n***as gunnin You wanna get into sum, like Andre, my little n***as drummin [Outro] Eyy, eyy, eyy, eyy, look And they know I'm M.O.B Eyy, eyy I said they know I'm M.O.B. eyy