Snow on the Bluff
Gotta Get It
Cuz U Won't U Won't
[Verse 1: Lord Mob Di]
Hit a lick with my mask off
Gave descriptions out of my face
Ugly Gangsta from Dade-county
He been Bout it won't catch no case
Pray to Lord though I lost my faith
Am a Lord so I make my way
New Whip and a New Place
Need a New Girl who give Good face
Need a Few Dutches for this good grape
We don't roll Dubs cuz we move plates
Its a hold up
If u slows up
Any motions
To make done deal cake
Im good bruh Im Chilling Mane
Gucci hows I been feeling
Yeah ive been juuging off of this cell phone
But a Young Gangsta need Millions
[Verse 2: Lord Mob Di]
Ben frank and my n***a Grants Im stacking bands to the Ceiling
Hands all up and down her a** this hoe she barley gone feel it
Cuz i popped a Xan, Made a change a plans, Mix Molly in her Tequila
Its a cold shame that's this hoes name won't get a shout out or a feature
But its Mutha f** Regina ,How I Should'nt f**ed Sabrina
To my One Love
Who had Me Sprung I still f**s with you Sofia
But who wants a thug who be selling d** with no plans for the future
I bet you won't f** with a plug whose got a mug colder than Guccis!!!
HuH?????
[Outro: Lord Mob Di]
Bet ya U Won't be Bout it
Bet ya U Won't come get me
Real n***as salute me
All my OG's gon' respect it
Bet ya u won't go get it
Bet ya u won't go move it
These p**y they don't live it
Just heard it in the music!
All theses "Gangstas" Pie
All theses "Gangstas" Fake
All these Gangsta lie
I heard em talk to jake
You ain't got no stripes
U dont push no weight
U' claim U' really Bout IT
But You won't face to Face!