Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
mobbu
Stimme und Gesang
soraxleblanc
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
mobbu
Songwriter:in
soraxleblanc
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
awgust
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Said that she love me, you know i don't trust her
Oh no i don't trust
Don't run up on me I'm keepin' it tuck
She talkin' bout me i don't give a fuck
Runnin' his mouth he goin' run outta luck (He goin' run outta luck)
He goin' run outta luck
Bad and she quiet, lil bitch that's a plus
Suckin me down yea yo bitch is a slut
Theres a reason i still never trust
HUH
Still never trustin' a hoe
All of my diamonds, they drowning in gold
Sum like I'm wukong, extend with a pole
Hold up, woah
If it ain't about money, then bro i don't know
Todoroki the heater, his body is froze
I ain't givin' you sauce, i won't handout the code
I don't hit up his bitch and said "It's on the low"
I'm up in the kitchen, I'm up on the stove
They stealin' my music and bitin' my flow
Everyone bumpin and this coast to coast
(Said that it's ass **** tell me you slow)
**** tell me you slow, cuz you know it ain't working
She hit up sora said why ain't we working?
Whi- While i be dancing my money be twerking
Talkin' up my name, boy it ain't worth it
Shootahs goin' find where you stay
Here all this yappin' and yappin' and yappin'
Be- Better not talk if you got nothing to say
Big ass choppa this shit got a beam
Bu- Bu- Bu- Buddy this shit got a ray
She don't like sora she gotta be gay
Don't play with me boy, today not the day
Fell asleep, i woke up and got paid
Said that she love me, you know i don't trust her
Oh no i don't trust
Don't run up on me I'm keepin' it tuck
She talkin' bout me i don't give a fuck
Runnin' his mouth he goin' run outta luck (He goin' run outta luck)
He goin' run outta luck
Bad and she quiet, lil bitch that's a plus
Suckin me down yea yo bitch is a slu-
I keep my foot on they neck
Keep it quiet when I'm in the sesh
Too many argue bout who is the best
Me and sora, we get rid of the rest
If **** try me I'll put em to bed
Chest full of holes, ima leave em for dead
Too many **** goin' follow a trend
**** goin' follow a trend (Goin' follow a trend..)
Now how many **** do i gotta prove wrong? (Do i gotta prove wrong?)
**** my list getting too long
Up on your screen **** go turn the news on (Go turn the news on)
MOBBU releasin' a new song
If I'm not in discussion, then that **** too wrong (That **** too wrong)
Them **** ain't right, so who's on?
Goin to war for the throne, shit comparable to wukong
Bad and she quiet, lil bitch that's a plus
She won't even bring up the shit we discuss (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
If I'm doing wrong, you know i can adjust
But putting me first **** that is a must
I do not know who to trust
Bag on my shoulder, know shit weigh a ton
No i can't quit, it's too fun
Move like a chief i don't deal with no grunts
Like hold up
Why even?
Why- Why even speak when you don't even know.. Shit..
Like what are we talkin' bout?
Like what are we talkin' bout?
You not even close why you talkin' now (Why're you talkin' now?)
I talk with a step ima walk em down
I got my hand on a STICK ima CHALK em out
I'm too far ahead i ain't stoppin' now
OKAY
I got way too much on my plate
My pockets so full, overweight
How you goin' hate me cuz I'm doin' great?
Been doin' so great, so great
Like **** now what do you make? (Now what do you make?)
I was a goat right up outta the gate
And now i can see why they hate (Can see why they-)
Said that she love me, you know i don't trust her (Know i don't trust her)
Like no i don't trust
If that boy run up on me I'm keepin' it tuck (Keepin' it tuck)
Naw i don't give a fuck
Runnin' his mouth he goin' run outta luck (Goin' run outta luck)
He goin' run outta luck
Bad and she quiet, lil girl that's a plus..
Lil girl that's a plus
Written by: Mobbu Mobbu, Sora Leblanc