Mobbin’ 2

Lyrics

[Intro] (Hahahahahaha Hahahaha) Yeah, yeah Fuck you, fuck you, yeah (Hahahaha) Fuck you, yeah, fuck you— [Chorus] Fuck what you rep Not a gang or a set We just mob through the net Fuck a job, fuck a test, ayy Fuck what you rep Not a gang or a set We just mob through the net Fuck a job, fuck a test (Ayy!) Fuck what you rep Not a gang or a set (Ayy!) We just mob through the net Fuck a job, fuck a test (Ayy!) Fuck what you rep Not a gang or a set (Ayy!) We just mob through the net Fuck a job, fuck a test (Ayy!) [Verse 1] Hi My name's Khary Yeah, that's my real name It's not just my rap name That's what you use to look me up Stop fuckin' asking K-H-A-R-Y What are you not grasping? Ash when I catch 'em, I bend 'em like Beckham Yeah, that's my lil' baby, my boo Class is in session, I'm not one for testin' Confession: I dropped out of school Your girlfriend be textin', she wet in her messages Sorry, man, pardon the pool It's hella depressing, I swear, I'm the best of These niggas you sayin' is cool, I just might turn up the wrench I put them all on the bench That's what you callin' the shit? You got to follow the stench Smell like a stall in this bitch I'm never callin' it quits Frogger the frog off my dick, destroy a star like the Sith Sprinkle the sauce on the dish I got it all in a grip I got it all in a- all in a- all in a— (Grip, grip) I'm just me, niggas cheap I don't rock no Louis V In these streets, you got reach You a young Huey P Nigga, please, I'm no G Even I can see you weak Sip my tea, c'est la vie You cannot combat the steeze, ayy [Chorus] Fuck what you rep Not a gang or a set We just mob through the net Fuck a job, fuck a test, ayy Fuck what you rep Not a gang or a set We just mob through the net Fuck a job, fuck a test (Ayy!) Fuck what you rep Not a gang or a set (Ayy!) We just mob through the net Fuck a job, fuck a test (Ayy!) Fuck what you rep Not a gang or a set (Ayy!) We just mob through the net Fuck a job, fuck a test (Ayy!) [Verse 2] This shit feel like recess Y'all niggas like Randall Captain Yellowcoat Stay the fuck up off my pantone I don't got a boat But her ocean I can handle This sound my old shit I spit it like Rambo Loading up the ammo [*gasp*] (Yeah, yeah) An outcast from circles I should have fit into You show's just a minstrel, they hyped your potential Your songs would be better if left instrumentals Niggas is birds, y'all just pigeons, no planes Can I have a word with your supervisor? He a Uber driver, Scuba Steve, I'm a scuba diver Foot go deep in your booty, partner Matter of fact, I'll make two deposits, I'll admit, I'm a lot to handle I rock socks with sandals Game was locked, had to flip the panels Found the key like alto, soprano, kill a rapper like show Sopranos I would be lyin' if said I'm tryin', bro I'm on a whole 'nother fucking level If that's who you vibin' with, he will be dyin' Well, you might as well go and get the shovel ​intern was a mixtape Tidal Graves was a quick take Captain was a mistake THIS IS WEIRD gonna fix fate So I'mma need me big plate Big booty and a rib steak Couple rubies and new estate I don't care if just ate!