51, like I’m Loren Toews

Prolly got it in my genes

Got a couple rings, from his games

Too rich, got these Rick Owen Jeans

ILB, played for the Steelers

Finna rock bro like a tank

I see his girl, I’m boutta steal her

Gimme bands, I’m at the bank

She want my digits, ain’t gon’ give em

MoBro walk ‘em down

Pressed that boy now he ain’t livin’

Boy, don’t talk me down

Traveling for shows, I’m feelin’ jet lagged

So I need the WiFi

I see his shawty, she finna get bagged

Yuh, I could never lie

Huh, ‘cause I’m one to switch up the flows

They said, “make music, you’ll see how it goes”

Gave shawty some diamonds, ain’t give her a rose

Get off the drugs, you got a cocaine nose

But I got this talent, go make me a crib

Hit ‘em in the head, ain’t hit ‘em in the ribs

Ain’t no kiss on the cheek, lip gloss on my lips

I be downin’ lean, ain’t takin’ no sips

51, like I’m Loren Toews

Prolly got it in my genes

Got a couple rings, from his games

Too rich, got these Rick Owen Jeans

ILB, played for the Steelers

Finna rock bro like a tank

I see his girl, I’m boutta steal her

Gimme bands, I’m at the bank

On full blast, they say “Mo, you amazing”

He be talkin’ on the gram, lil’ bro do not phase me

I’m going to the sky, yeah my salary raising

Can’t change how I do stuff, no I can not get lazy

51 his number, 3.5 in the blunt

I own you lil’ bro, boy you like my son

Uppin’ the uzi, to his face be a gun

Why you gettin’ all scared boy, we just havin’ fun

Switch up the flow got the girl goin’ insane

Take her on a trip we over in Milan

I fly private jets, no ain’t take a plane

Over 100k all stuff I got on

Lookin’ like blood, just lean in my Sprite

My girl like a doctor she pop me a pill

I freestyle my songs, ion need to write

“Yo, who’s at the top?” esther: “It’s you, still”

esther:

Mo and I at the top, don’t need to mention us because baby you know who it is

It’s gon’ take you a second listen to get because you know we be sneaky when we diss

You know that we be vibin’ ‘cause we low down we ain’t down low

You follow my instructions, you ain’t tuff, boy you do what I say so

Run, run, run, run, run, run, get runnin’

Run, run, run, run, run, run, ‘cause we gunnin’

Run, run, run, run, run, run, get runnin’

Run, run, run, run, run, run, ‘cause we comin’

(chill part no lyrics)

51, like I’m Loren Toews

Prolly got it in my genes

Got a couple rings, from his games

Too rich, got these Rick Owen Jeans

ILB, played for the Steelers

Finna rock bro like a tank

I see his girl, I’m boutta steal her

Gimme bands, I’m at the bank

51, like I’m Loren Toews

Prolly got it in my genes

Got a couple rings, from his games

Too rich, got these Rick Owen Jeans

ILB, played for the Steelers

Finna rock bro like a tank

I see his girl, I’m boutta steal her

Gimme bands, I’m at the bank