This is a song about "Mob"

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

The mass murder mob, with plots of kidnapping cops

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Hold up call it prime time, hold up i'm a mob bomb.

I'm a mob by myself/

We can never be friends

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

Got up, voice says look up, surrounded by members of the native mob,

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

It's like mob time we pay them

Foes has got to realize, the mob on a killin, robbers gott a stealing,

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening

It gets me madder than a mob, it gets me thinkin' i'd rather rob

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

We the squad, freshgang , out that c-town mob