Death to Versace Flow!

Shit, we just mobbing. Yeah... This what it feels like when ya… when you... got the whole squad with you, and can't nobody really... fuck witcha. Yeah... just mobbing

Yea yea
If ever they told you there was a great (GREAT!)
And if ever they told they moving base (BASE!)
From below in the basement where niggas slowly grew Hatred with cocaine numbing way more than they taste (TASTE!)
And if ever they told you there was a King (KING!)
And the love that he had was all fake
But as the money grew greener
Alla the niggas on ya team slowly have seem to have lost Faith (FAITH!)
I feel the Warning from the other side
This game'll chew you up and turn you to another guy
When you the other guy, they swear that they in love with guy
But plotting on you with another guy
I feel the pain of a homicide
Oh for the name would you wanna see momma cry
Is it the day that they sprayed in ya partners ride
Or the day you never thought to see ya partners cry
Oh Lord in the trap house, the devil and Jesus told me I gotta heat up for the winter
A brick and a stack on the table said I gotta get up for my niggas
If I'm on we all on I promise did that for my brothers my sisters
So when I put the clique on we can get this shit strong look at us like that was them niggas

Hook:
Been mobbin' all day, nigga we mobbin' all day

Drake man I did it, I did it again
I mastered ya flow all these niggas my friend
Fuck boys just pretend
They push you way out in the deep blue
With alla these sharks but they never jump in
My niggas ain't keen on that shit
So be careful when you see me out in functions
I swear they'll jump in
My niggas dem crazy, my niggas dem holding
Said choppa reloaded
He just wanna unload it
They geeked off my old shit
They like how I told shit
Trap niggas and Zoe's that
I met down the road
In alla my flows told alla they stories
We did it all for the glory

Uh welcome to hell where you are welcome to sell, and we often selling you hope (yeah!)
And you welcome to smoke, I mean you're welcome to snort until every piece of you is broke (Point 'em out Poon!)
Live from the other side call you my brother side
Homicide on ya domicile, that's ya momma house
You ain't even know about it
You at baby momma house
We know she ain't down for ya
You think that she bonafide
Racking them racks in them bills and them payments
Need aid in financial bitch we still getting acquainted
Alabama nigga adapted to the life of the rich and quainted
Ain't quite peculiar how quickly they might end my quietus
Got me out on a hiatus, hyenas and hounds the greatest
Bitches of the Danish, and you can't remain brainless
And you can't remain stainless try'n maintain this
I got too many I owe, gotta get plenty more
Til there's many to go, around in a minute fasho
And I'm in it fasho, these niggas in it for show
Just gimmick'n hoes
Beginning pretending ass hoes
I can't pretend that I know
How to get in that door
Besides hard work and tightening and Jimmy'n that floor
And getting some dough
They like is we winning of course
Never took an L unless we gettin' some O's
Yeah
I'm straight from Tuscaloosa
Where Lucifer runnin' loose here
In my lucid dreams Lucy
I'm home and came to shoot you
Tell him just like Moses and the Pharoah
And the power that I possess
Let all my people free before they protest
And until Gaea drop that Young and the Restless
Yo ass won't get no rest
Bitch

Hook:
Nigga we mobbin all day, nigga we mobbin' all day
Nigga we mobbin all day, nigga we mobbin' all day
Got me talking like Drake (Is it Migos or Drake?)