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half-a-mil (hit-boy & dom kennedy) – the mob lyrics

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[intro: hit-boy]
yeah
drinks still out
n-gg-s don’t even understand
for real, yeah

[chorus]
n-gg-s like to speak outside your house
that’s why i’m not inviting n-gg-s to the crib as much
i could tell they’d rather see my ribs touch
then to see me eat, uh, sh-t is deep

[verse 1: hit-boy]
keep your integrity intact, hb still f-ckin’ with the tracks
they try and pull me down, bucket full of crabs
you snapchattin’, i got a pocket full of snaps, uh
b-tch back up, never made no backup plans, uh
f-ck what you thought, double check, try again
yeah, even if she still leave with a kiss
can’t trust a b-tch again, long as i live, uh

[chorus: hit-boy]
n-gg-s like to speak outside your house
that’s why i’m not inviting n-gg-s to the crib as much
i could tell they’d rather see my ribs touch
then to see me eat, uh, sh-t is deep

[verse 2: hit-boy]
before i get f-cked over i get on [?]
raekwon, by the bonfire, did it for the c.r.e.a.m
couple thousand beats they ain’t for the cheap
b-tch come off when i beat, time to hit the streets
yeah, hs87 that’s my squad
reppin’ that until he punch the clock
ain’t fallin’ for the ooh-wop, that’s on god, uh
bangin’ photoshoot by guwop, try and plot, um yeah
free my brother chilly chill from the mob
yeah the surf club sh-t inside my heart
since the bubble eyed lex i went hard
to the n-gg-s that wen’t left send my regards, uh

[chorus]
n-gg-s like to speak outside your house
that’s why i’m not inviting n-gg-s to the crib as much
i could tell they’d rather see my ribs touch

[verse 3: dom kennedy]
so, i like to smile at all my opps
whisper: “you can get your sh-t pop”
wake up with my logo on my socks
crazy girls, yeah, might blowin’ up
lj in the cut, weed in my lungs
shoes brand new, came for the ones
i heard she wanna charge me for a hit and run
all out of f-cks, i don’t give ’em none
b-tch, back up, never had no back up plans
half-a-mil, but you don’t stand half-a-chance
n-gg-s still biting dapper dan
runnin’ through phoenix like i’m nash
parked the truck up and do the [?]
them mvp trophies, time to get me one
it’s funny seeing phony n-gg-s clicking up
[?] through life just [?] drugs
hardwood floors, real fur rugs
mickey burns ain’t got nothin’ on me
let them n-gg-s talk outside your house
stussy throw blankets on my couch
i couldn’t even tell it was a drought
i ain’t really trippin’, we got an influx
[?] on 33rd, i’m picking ribs up
heard the big engine when we slipped up
chanel bag seats, feelin’ real plush

[chorus: hit-boy]
n-gg-s like to speak outside your house
that’s why i’m not inviting n-gg-s to the crib as much
i could tell they’d rather see my ribs touch
then to see me eat, uh, sh-t is deep

[outro: big hit]
homie, homie, that’s what it, do my n-gg-
you know what i’m sayin’, calling from the pen, my n-gg-
these crackers are shipping out of state, my n-gg-
you know what i’m sayin’, without my consent
that’s how they do everyday [?], you know what i’m sayin’
everything is on contract, not the sh-t y’all [?] don’t know
you know what i’m sayin’, while y’all n-gg-s out there thinkin’ y’all bosses, n-gg-, you f-cking with the real boss, boss of all bosses, n-gg-, big hit, b-tch, you know what i’m sayin’, hit-boy, b-tch, n-gg-, [?] b-tch, you know what i’m talkin’ bout, [?], b-tch -ss n-gg-s, you know what i’m sayin’, n-gg-s never run up with your motherf-ckin’ mouth, n-gg-
that part!