Mosh Pit

Album cover art for "Mosh Pit" by ShittyBoyz

ShittyBoyz - Rap, In English

Mosh Pit

2 Plays

Duration: 2:59

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[Intro: StanWill] (Damjonboi) Tricolored Hutch pendant hangin' off my neck, got my nose runnin' (Chilly in this bitch, where my Goose at?) It's a couple niggas hate my guts because they hoes love me Twenty pointers off the mirror tint, I did the froze buffies (Dumb-ass nigga, ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Milita Whole lotta gang shit, nigga Yop, come on) [Verse 1: StanWill] Brodie off the boomies, still'll boom an opp Lookin' like a chemist in the lab the way I do the pop Titi think she Uzi, all she wanna do is rock Your bitch in that C8 lappin' up, I'm in the coupe with thots In that water, I be armed up like an octopus Chandeliers hangin' off my neck, I made her stop and look If they flick the lights, I bob and weave, you know I dodge the hook (You don't even get that shit, though) Thirty ball in all dubs on me, got your bitch amazed Made a ten from the crib, I ain't do shit today If the blicky on me jam, you'll get Triple H'd Told a bitch she fuckin' with the boss, she tryna get a raise [Verse 2: BabyTron] I was rockin' Fendi F's in school the whole time you was gettin' A's Bitches disrespectful, whole time, pussy be on fish fillet I be 'round some killers, you would think the block was Crystal Lake Used to hit the bank and walk out with illegal slips of pape' Sick your mans ain't see a pendant, only had the pape' to print 'em Yohji Yamamotos cost a K and plus it's pape' that's in 'em With my 'rillas sippin' Quagen, spill some on my Bape, I'm trippin' Double team me, I'm still ten toes, learned to play my pivot Told my shooter, "Ooh, kill him with the Drac'," like he Terio Bank robbin' spree, that's the worst-case scenario Turnt up off the boomies like a stereo And they don't know my shooter's name, he lied and said DeMario [Chorus: BabyTron] I could start a moshpit, watch this Open it up, we rap stars on rock shit Finna get my pop tint, every blicky got glitch All this dog shit up on me, loaded diaper, Rodrick [Verse 3: TrDee] Tell 'em no and they gon' treat you like the villain Told lil' bro he catch a body, we gon' go get him a pendant It don't matter, get it long as they print it Might just drop a coupe for the summer with no ceiling Shit, I feel like Weezy F This your baby, why the fuck she always give me neck? Pockets filled up with green, lookin' just like Shrek It ain't Wock' until I blow up, we can make a bet I want a milli', fuck a Richard I can't fuck that bitch 'cause she broke, I cannot fix her Pull that bitch from deep, buzzer beater, Reggie Miller Real rap star, they don't care if they was sisters Shooter jumper green, midrange, Devin Booker Put my bitch in diamonds, now she dancin' with the stars I don't know how niggas gettin' money, but ain't got no car It's a lot of flavors in my 'Wood, I might just land on Mars Ballin' ain't a crime, free all the ballers that's behind the bars [Interlude: StanWill] Light this bitch up Open up that moshpit, you know what the fuck goin' on Yop, yop [Chorus: BabyTron, StanWill & TrDee] I could start a moshpit, watch this (Turn this bitch up, turn this bitch up) I could start a moshpit, watch this (Go, go, go, go) I could start a moshpit, watch this (Shit, fuck, damn) I could start a moshpit, watch this I could start a moshpit, watch this

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Credits

Writers
  • BabyTron
  • StanWill
  • TrDee