Off Dat Mob

Lyrics

[Verse 1] On another note, sippin' antidote, smokin' Turtle smoke, that exotic dope Hella stoked in a custom coat with the beanie rolled, boss mode Buffs on, chain on, courtside, game on Crab legs, Thanh Long, mob shit, theme song Big place, chess move, small circle, less fools Figure eights, old schools, making slappers on Pro Tools Being broke is old news, used to sip on cold brews Hate come with the plate, big house behind the gate People hustlе, real estate, rеal niggas, nothin' fake Haters ain't got no vertebrae, lingo too hard to interpretate Cold world, sick and dummy, folks get on that Fent' and turn to a zombie My household wasn't like the Cosbys, grew up on spam, noodles, fried bologna Used to sell that yayo, now my hands clean like Purell Hammer and nail, dodgin' jail, graduated from that fishscale Watch a snake, they'll turn on you, it could be a snake in your crew Don't underestimate what they might do, real ones, you only get a few [Chorus] I grew up off of that mob That mob, that mob, that mob, that mob I come up under that mob That mob, that mob, that mob, that mob I grew up off of that mob That mob, that mob, that mob, that mob I come up under that mob That mob, that mob, that mob (Uh), that mob [Verse 2] Soil child, I rarely smiled, I'll pull your card, I was young and wild Mob style, my profile, I'd never tell if I was on trial Large sums, large guns, all hunds, no ones Reposado out the bottle, foldin' weed like a taco First class flights, Bora Bora, beluga caviar, I'm a star Used to rock crumbs in a mayonnaise jar, now I make drinks that you can buy at the store Cava disses, Marley locs, swingin' figure eights and slingshots Content around the clock, bringin' in checks off TikTok Colored weed, Avatar, animated like Pixar Rideshare, Uber Black, they pick me up in a big car Always perkin', I'm a people person, I be socializin', but I'm always workin' Goin' Toby like LeVar Burton, stay thumpered up, never know who lurkin' Kingpin, team winnin', at a rooftop party goin' big lemon Cherry gelato, Mango Moscato, no bustdown hoes, just clean women Cali boy, I'ma scream it out, rep the West without a doubt Fuck the fame, fuck the clout, far as mob music, it's been a drought [Chorus] I grew up off of that mob That mob, that mob, that mob, that mob I come up under that mob That mob, that mob, that mob, that mob I grew up off of that mob That mob, that mob, that mob, that mob I come up under that mob That mob, that mob, that mob, that mob, bitch