Mobnia

[Verse 1: Future] Whippin' the yam, whippin and flippin' the yam Turn the whole brick to a Lam Re-rockin' the dope, soon as it get off the boat Keepin' it soft like a mink Gold on my link, coke in the sink Choppin' that work like karate Servin' a new Maserati, in a brand new Maserati Whippin' the yam, whippin and flippin' the yam Turn the whole brick to a Lam Re-rockin' the dope, soon as it get off the boat Keepin' it soft like a mink Gold on my link, coke in the sink Choppin' that work like karate Servin' a new Maserati, in a bran- [Verse 2: Nonames] [?] You stuck on the potty [?] Never see me in the battle, I'm these shrooms like my bitch in a castle Beats to the boo now I'm speaking the truth all I need is my weed and my shadow Thought I was lying? Nah You do it for rhyming and shit You better off hiding and shit, but you got a hyna and shit Spitting like I hit the blunt Telling your bitch that I'm back at it She need a dick, she a cock at it Seeing her titties like, goddamn it! Hitting the weed like I'm mad at it I got a heat for the show This one perfect, my purpose, I see picture perfect, but I brought to your hoes You know I'm the [?] Donate that pussy to charity Eating her out like I'm stuck on an island, the island [?] You know I'm a sinner, I finna be strong, a sinner of everything under the sun Niggas are lying apparently, saying they fly, but the parakeet's never enough Told me now, who got a plug? Don't give who, I don't listen Me and my dogs in the kitchen, fuck it, we fucking these bitches! [Verse 3: Future] Whippin' the yam, whippin and flippin' the yam Turn the whole brick to a Lam Re-rockin' the dope, soon as it get off the boat Keepin' it soft like a mink Gold on my link, coke in the sink Choppin' that work like karate Servin' a new Maserati, in a brand new Maserati [Verse 4: HASZ] Yo, I look like a dead person I stay working, I work, you twerk I'm still perking, alert them outskirts for certain So, what's a crucifixion to my new addiction? We a God, it's a new religion, it all be written, no superstition, the Zoo your church, no truth is hidden My feel be missing, and [?] be dissing, my head is fine, the world is tripping I save my time, gotta make a killing Spit my rhymes and then I be chilling I'm in the building, I'm in the cut and if you show up then I'll say what's up And yes I love my life, my darling, but in the end, yo we all getting fucked And that's the truth cos I keep it true and I'm in the booth and I tell your bitch that it's the Zoo Got love to diss brew down to your roots, yeah Now your boy be killing, bars in the room, so I break the ceiling, yeah So how does it feel when your girl be feeling, cos the flow is appealing, yeah [?] now Come right through with the hard shit now Into my world if your heart chips out And killing every year, so I talk shit now Like, goddamn give a cat a break I'm a make the tracks and the grab the take I'm food for thought and you can grab a plate Don't mind me, I'm just stacking cake [Verse 5: Both] [Nonames:] Ask 'em if they down, but they too high I'm the new guy, you know that my crew [HASZ] And I'm in your bitch like "Ya da da", but I'd rather die Better say hi when you see me ride, bitch [Verse 6: Future] Whippin' the yam, whippin and flippin' the yam Turn the whole brick to a Lam Re-rockin' the dope, soon as it get off the boat Keepin' it soft like a mink Gold on my link, coke in the sink Choppin' that work like karate Servin' a new Maserati, in a brand new Maserati Whippin' the yam, whippin and flippin' the yam Turn the whole brick to a Lam Re-rockin' the dope, soon as it get off the boat Keepin' it soft like a mink Gold on my link, coke in the sink Choppin' that work like karate Servin' a new Maserati, in a brand new Maserati