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It's Mobbin'
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Hip-Hop/Rap
It's Mobbin' was released on March 6, 2024 by PZ as a part of the album Mr. Clean
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Release DateMarch 6, 2024
LabelPZ
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM93

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dennis Currie
Dennis Currie
Songwriter
Eugene Otieno
Eugene Otieno
Songwriter

Lyrics

Pull up in that V6, ****, none slower
I done sealed so many bags, I done blowed the motor
His statement long, front and back, had to turn it over
I'm sellin' what your uncle smoked without the baking soda
Certain shit on rewind, it just be playin over
I don't fuck with you, then I'm gone, can't be stayin' over
Remember, I ain't have a spot, I had to play the sofa
You a regular, I guess I'm not or what you hatin' over
They see me when I walk in, I don't be tip-toein
I think I know some things that your bitch knowin
What you put up in that raw, boy, that shit blowin
Yeah, you know they bout to kill it if that fifth open
She think I'm bout to save her what that bitch hopin
You knowin' I don't give a fuck if that clip pokin
Young ****, it wasn't eva shit to get your shit stolen
****, they deny it, but be in that whole clip foldin
I don't know it all, but every time it's a sco
Man, I'ma risk it all for them big bank rolls
Man, a cute broke bitch, swear a **** hate those
He was talkin' this and that, now that **** face gone
You ain't really bout that life, you **** bitch made
You wanna chase after the bitch, I wanna get paid
In six days, fucked around and make six plays
While you was stuck up in the house, doin' what the bitch say
**** better think twice, fuck with the murder man
Fuck around and get grabbed and never heard again
Who is dude? What's his name? Ain't never heard of him
He on the ground, brains layin' on the curb with him
**** better duck that koofy, don't you think it's sweet
Cause I'ma stand on business fo' you **** play with me
And if it's up, then it's stuck, it's all day with me
Cause we can box or shoot it out, it's all the same to me
Check the score, I never fold, did the time and never told
Big Glock on my lap, big poles in this load
Fighting' demons all around, it ain't shit to take a soul
Lil' bro got 18, my other bro ain't comin' home
Man, Ritty got killed, a **** couldn't go toes
That's why I keep it on me every time I hit the sto
Bitch, long live Mouse, man, these streets so cold
Hood classics that's forever, only real **** know
Bro, TriggaH was the ****, catch a body any day
Man, I miss my big bro, I dropped a bag up on the chain
Sippin' on so much syrup, switchin' in and out of lanes
Man, these **** be snakes, so I stay up out the way
I just want my **** back, fuck the fortune and the fame
Man, I miss the old P, cause these goofy **** lame
Ever since I lost Mobbin ain't this shit been the same
I'm one call away, it ain't shit to do a stain
Certain shit on rewind, it just be playin' over
I don't fuck with you, then I'm gone, can't be stayin' over
Fuck with the murder man, fuck around and get grabbed
And never heard again
Ever since I lost Mobbin' ain't shit been the same
I'm one call away, it ain't shit to do or stain
Written by: Dennis Currie, Eugene Otieno
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