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!