Been Mobbin by Sethii Shmactt Lyrics
(Whole lotta strip talk bandit shit)
(It's the home of the hotheads)
(Bitch)
(Aye)
(Sethii Schmactt)
Look
You ain't focused on the bag that's a big problem
Hatin' on the next man when you got ten dollars
Hit the road back to back bitch I've been mobbin'
Big pockets
Racing to these bands ain't no pit stoppin'
You ain't speak about no money that's a dead topic
Good eats
100 Dollar plates ain't no Red Robin
Why you acting like you him bitch I've been poppin'
I'm a hot head you a motherfuckin' net goblin
Cash out I don't care what the amount is
Talk is hella cheap put your money where your mouth is
Big bands
I can turn a dub into a thousand
Put your mind to it and I bet you'll move a mountain
Take losses everybody do this how you rise up
Ran off on the plug me and Fitz pouring lines up
Slidin' with my brothers talking tough you get lined up
I'm just tryna run up a mil before my times up
Aye
Heard the suckas tryna get on me
Only thing they ever do is prolly snitch on me
Got it on my own
I ain't ever had no big homie
Pay for the pack
Fuck that, I'm finna (?)
Big dope
Rollin' up that gas
It's that great dodie
Only real niggas in my circle
Fuck a fake homie
If I ever up the Glock I'm finna yake on em
Cash bandit Remember I was down now I'm up (?)
You ain't focused on the bag that's a big problem
Hatin' on the next man when you got ten dollars
Hit the road back to back bitch I've been mobbin'
Big pockets
Racing to these bands ain't no pit stoppin'
You ain't speak about no money that's a dead topic
Good eats
100 Dollar plates ain't no Red Robin
Why you acting like you him bitch I've been poppin'
I'm a hot head you a motherfuckin' net goblin
(It's the home of the hotheads)
(Bitch)
(Aye)
(Sethii Schmactt)
Look
You ain't focused on the bag that's a big problem
Hatin' on the next man when you got ten dollars
Hit the road back to back bitch I've been mobbin'
Big pockets
Racing to these bands ain't no pit stoppin'
You ain't speak about no money that's a dead topic
Good eats
100 Dollar plates ain't no Red Robin
Why you acting like you him bitch I've been poppin'
I'm a hot head you a motherfuckin' net goblin
Cash out I don't care what the amount is
Talk is hella cheap put your money where your mouth is
Big bands
I can turn a dub into a thousand
Put your mind to it and I bet you'll move a mountain
Take losses everybody do this how you rise up
Ran off on the plug me and Fitz pouring lines up
Slidin' with my brothers talking tough you get lined up
I'm just tryna run up a mil before my times up
Aye
Heard the suckas tryna get on me
Only thing they ever do is prolly snitch on me
Got it on my own
I ain't ever had no big homie
Pay for the pack
Fuck that, I'm finna (?)
Big dope
Rollin' up that gas
It's that great dodie
Only real niggas in my circle
Fuck a fake homie
If I ever up the Glock I'm finna yake on em
Cash bandit Remember I was down now I'm up (?)
You ain't focused on the bag that's a big problem
Hatin' on the next man when you got ten dollars
Hit the road back to back bitch I've been mobbin'
Big pockets
Racing to these bands ain't no pit stoppin'
You ain't speak about no money that's a dead topic
Good eats
100 Dollar plates ain't no Red Robin
Why you acting like you him bitch I've been poppin'
I'm a hot head you a motherfuckin' net goblin