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mobo the great - bout shit lyrics

[verse 1:]

ima keep it 1 hunnid
im so tired of being settle
all the favors i been giving out
you n-ggas need to pay me double, uh
you wanna tell me be humble, why?
cuz you ain’t never had sh-t
you n-ggas wearing ferragamo
i be wearing n-gga, “what the f-ck is that n-gga”
i be on my sh-t like every day
tell a broke n-gga get out of my way
rockin wit real n-ggas since before jay
these chains on may (me)
are like slavery
i say baby please
break down that swisher
when i’m no longer
just take out that picture
i know you wishing that i would be witcha’
but i’d be so stingy
i could not deliver
i could not deliver
i could not be focused
i flex in a beamer
they tell me i’m bogus
i changed my demeanor
i think that they hopeless
my town say i’m winning
i tell them i know this
they noticed
and don’t come around
if that sound that you ground ain’t potent
and all my n-ggas got black on them like the f-cking omen

[chorus – katie]

these broke n-ggas ain’t bout sh-t
these bands get me flexing on ‘ya b-tch
finesse a bag, in a foreign when i whip
why you mad lil b-tch? don’t trip
these broke n-ggas ain’t bout sh-t
these broke n-ggas ain’t bout sh-t
these broke n-ggas ain’t bout sh-t

[verse 2:]

riding around on that trippy sh-t
rolling up on these benjamin’s
yo n-gga wanna get intimate
when he around you though, he be innocent
i command that n-gga like a militant
then he count my cash up in increments
you love that ho
what a coincidence
you said you’d never love a ho
you’re a hypocrite
bang
bang (bangers)
watch them shoot for the stars
had beef with a real one (real one)
now they shooting at cars (bow)
in the cold but it feel warm
in the city it’s hard
so shout out to them real n-ggas
who be out in the yard

[chorus – katie]

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