Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Montana of 300
Performer
No Fatigue
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Walter Bradford
Songwriter
Lyrics
Yeah, aye, hop out mobbin with my n****
Pull up with the gang hop out mobbin, aye, aye
Pull up with the gang, hop out mobbin with my n****
Dirty on me 1 up in the neck, Reggie Miller
Kodak, take a picture, this young *** bout that scrilla
Take a n**** bitch, she fuck with me because im reala
Slide on a opp, shoot a movie its a thrilla
Dressin to impress, dont i look like im that n****
You can look at them and look at me and see the difference
They like how i put this shit together like a chemist
They like how i put these words together like a sentence
Free my bro, to that, society say he a menace
Too much on my shoulders, fumbled the bag i ain't Dennis
Chasing money, tellers chasin me to the finish
Everywhere i go, you know i keep that Glock with me
Michael Jack how dat bitch rock with me, take off yo top for me
Play with money, like monopoly, thats how it gotta be
Takin chances like a robbery, take L's dont side for me
Love my n****, they gon ride for me, them boys gon slide for me
Find a n**** like its hide and seek, dont make me hide and creep
Love my bitch, all the things she do when we get privacy
I watched n**** go against the grain like its a robbery
He got caught without it, dat boy need some milk, mmhmmm, he lactose
Made him pay like an NBA game, i sent him up high like he inna back row
Them young n**** be in the field, playin with sticks, feel like an astro
Flip that switch and his power go out (gunshots) give his ass what he ask for, aye
Pull up with the gang, hop out mobbin with my n****
Dirty on me 1 up in the neck, reggie miller
Kodak, take a picture, this young n**** bout that scrilla
Take a n**** bitch, she fuck with me because im reala
Slide on a opp, shoot a movie its a thrilla
Dressin to impress, dont i look like im that n****
You can look at them and look at me and see the difference
They like how i put this shit together like a chemist
Pull up to her crib, yeah yo bitch get rocked to sleep
And im slidin turn no lock and key, yo bitch get cocked for me
Im in the box and now she hooked cause im the greatest not ali
My pockets deep, you plan on robbing me you know my policy
When you wake up and youre in heaven please say hi to pac for me
You see this cal inside my palm, no bitch, i ain't with squashin beef
You ain't the only one gettin hit, my Glock dont do monogamy
This mag'll spit you know we baggin shit, this ain't colostomy
Pull up with the ga-ang, thats my usual
He talkin foul this tec gon nail him boy, dont think its cuticle
Hit you pussies this ain't foreplay bitch this ain't no 2 on 2
Twist you squares like an (a)rubix cube, flip shit like hoov and two (?)
Hop out with the squad, yeah mobbin with my n***
Everyone with me on bull then its riding, scotty pippin
Im a problem, im a menace, im a goblin, im a gremlin
If you see foenem with me then we bombin on them n****
Pull up with the gang, hop out mobbin with my n****
Dirty on me 1 up in the neck, reggie miller
Kodak, take a picture, this young *** bout that scrilla
Take a n**** bitch, she fuck with me because im reala
Slide on a opp, shoot a movie its a thrilla
Dressin to impress, dont i look like im that n****
You can look at them and look at me and see the difference
They like how i put this shit together like a chemist
Written by: Walter Bradford