M.O.B. (Money Over Bullsh*t) [feat. Ocky Ocky]

Back on this Mob shit bitch, ya dig? We take this serious (The Mechanics) Ya know? We rock this money over this bullshit though, right? A lot of bullshit going down, right? Check it out (check it out) My young nigga asked me about Illuminati I tell him God over everybody I'm in the party with the white Louie's on the floor In a sec with my merch, blowing dough Yo, everybody know in Mexico You get 'em for the low, then you get 'em out the door Back to the State, everything looking great By the morning, I can make about a million eight Yeah, I sleep late when I'm in the land Hard head nigga never could understand (nope) AP about a hundred grand They get a call said, "I'm coming with the contraband" I get 'em off on they cop soft Stack racks, how else I'm gon' bounce back? Matter of fact, M.O.B. 'til the end of me And never ten a key, not even up in Tennessee (Ayy, uh) Come and ride with me, let me tell you what this Mob be like (What this Mob be like) I work hard for everything I got So, let me tell you what my mind be like (What it say?) Money over the bullshit (M.O.B.) Money over the bullshit (M.O.B.) Money over the bullshit (M.O.B.) Money over the bullshit, uh, ayy (M.O.B.) I keep it lit for my young niggas in the slum No clip, .45 got a 50 drum Live by the gun, die by a bigger one Off one 51 better get him some Bundle in the wall, catas all in the couch I got 2Pac plaques I hang around the house Sitting on some weight, waiting on the drought Keep talking, and I'll put the .40 in your mouth Let me hear my name off in a nigga song And they gon' find a nigga body with his hips blown Block movement in this bitch, and I'm the Don And I don't fuck with swine, my circle ex-cons A nigga grind 'cause the block sit And I don't say shit, I let the chop' spit (braaat) And I don't ever talk about the hit M.O.B. nigga, money over the bullshit (Ayy, uh) Come and ride with me, let me tell you what this Mob be like (What this Mob be like) I work hard for everything I got So, let me tell you what my mind be like (What it say?) Money over the bullshit (M.O.B.) Money over the bullshit (M.O.B.) Money over the bullshit (M.O.B.) Money over the bullshit, uh, ayy (M.O.B.) Money over the bullshit (bullshit) Clip longer than a pool stick (eh) Hammer on me, I be working with a tool kit (yeah) Blew a zip on the 80 trying to stay safe (safe) Passing out, better hope I stay in one lane (yeah) Gas thangs, hold heat like ashtrays I step away, Steph, Clay, splash Bay Monteley spread right on the bread (uh) Marks man, aim right for the head (braat) Pussy niggas wanna act like the mob (uh) Lucky Luciano, who calling the homicide, huh? Sucker niggas putting on a facade I have a car full of killers pull up to your job (for real) Uh, that's how I do that boy (brrr) Bird man, what happened to that boy? Had straps all on that boy Talking 'bout the Mob, put a clapping to that boy (oh) (Ayy, uh) Come and ride with me let me tell you what this Mob be like (What this Mob be like) I work hard for everything I got So, let me tell you what my mind be like (What it say?) Money over the bullshit (M.O.B.) Money over the bullshit (M.O.B.) Money over the bullshit (M.O.B.) Money over the bullshit (M.O.B.) (The-the-the-the Mechanics)