Da Mob

Crispy!

Cruising down the mile, blowin loud with my rich bitch

steering with my left hand showin how my wrist gliss

Knew that I would come up,

but I didn't think it'd be this quick

Shoutout to them niggas that I used to hit licks with

7 mile better pile, been a man since a child

used to be in school with my hand up a girl blouse

when my daddy when to jail, ain't none of his boys come around

or help me when I was down, so its fuck them niggas now

Lames tryin to steal our styles, imitators everywhere

But they rockin ice that Kid wouldn't let Amari wear

No matter where the fuck I'm at, I hold my chain in the air

They don't like 7 mile niggas, but I don't care

Bitches stare when we in attendance, pockets filled up with spinach

I love my life and all the people thats in it (Doughboyz)

Hold up wait for a minute, I got some shit to explain,

we didn't respond to diss songs cause them niggas was lame

Ain't none of my niggas stravin,

from Crispy Quis to Lil Marvin

If you still broke nigga, you must be retarded

Bronx syle rolex, quick like boflex

A weak nigga grindin, he gets no sex

Old bitch mad at me, she gets no text

She strippin now so tell me whats next

Off to Fedex, 200 to catch

I'm a boss lil dog, go and fetch

Awwww shit fenkell in this bitch (4-1)

Keep the iron so I'm never wrinkled in this bitch

White diamonds looking like a kilo on my wrist

Ice cubes in my chain so I can debo me a bitch

They say we lyin' in our raps nigga tell that to the feds

Haters say a nigga broke bitch tell that to my bread (fuck on)

Ain't nothing change but the quality of ice

And I wear louie every day like niggas wear knives

I'mma cashout rich nigga (bitch)

If I tell my plug send them, them bitches getting sent

It could be just ten or a hundred of them shits

Them bitches getting flipped vacume seals getting ripped

YAE YAE

All these niggas hatin' tell me one thing what yo pockets bout

Thats why yo main bitch can't wait till my nigga roc get out

My braclet for your life

My nigga I wouldn't even swap it out

Everywhere I go I put the ave on and shouted out

Made a promise to myself I'm never going broke again

Ride past the club two times and make you choke again

Red bottles snake skin gucci nigga cobra skin

If I don't know nothing bitch best believe I know to win.

In a clique full hustlers so getting money ain't an option

Stay going hard even though the feds watching

You say you getting money little boy you need to stop it

Took a trip with Don michaels came back with our apartment

How your ass getting money when ain't no grass in your yard

And you really walking light and you really bringing hard

Im a misbelieveing god nigga dope, gangs and drugs

Niggas fuck with DBC, because they know that we the plug.

Brightmo maine

14 carrots not 2 that's just one chain

Bossed down bands two wrist's that just one hand

2 bad bitches 1 me, hotel suite

The night you wish for that's every other week for me

Damn my bitch such a freak well lets do it

It's a bounty on my chains somebody blew it

Let a real nigga do it if u just gon' stand there

These bitches want money and I'm bout to make it rain here

Phone slappin'

Turning down mills from major deals

Iced my rolie out cause I hate seeing stainless steel

Living mob life for real

Fuck models from brazil

My nigga jordan trigga happy, shoot yo ass quick as hell

My daughter stay gucci down, own every pair

Nigga making diss songs don't nobody fucking care

When you own top nigga everybody stare

DBC run the city nigga fuck anybody else

Stack for a feature nigga this ain't no joke

Pull up for a show impossible to go broke

All this ice on me make a bad bitch choke

Every bitch that suck me up gon' choke

I got pounds of the reggies balling like a pacer

Henny XO straight shot no chaser

So fuck a hater and fuck a broke ass bitch

Doughboyz Cashout we already rich

Fucking with tip in the A drinking aviaon

So stop playing like you know us you don't know Delon

And you don't know me I get it by the whole p

Bad pretty bitch long hair, she wanna blow me

I blow up by the oz then call a couple thousand

The niggas keep hatin but my money keep piling

And my niggas be walling

My goons be trippin

40 on my hip nah bitch I'm never slippin' (never)