Jimmy BCE - MOBCHA$E

{intro: jimmy bce}
Yeah, ayy (yeah, ayy)
Yeah (yeah)
Ayy, ayy (ayy)

{chorus: jimmy bce}
I ain't shootin' by myself, do the mob chase, uh
Niggas ain't on shit when they pull up to the place
Ayy, i don't need my beam, i got this traffic light (ayy)
I don't need my beam, i got this traffic light (uh)
I ain't shootin' by myself, do the mob chase, uh
Niggas ain't on shit when they pull up to the place
Ayy, i don't need my beam, i got this traffic light (ayy)
I don't need my beam, i got this traffic light (uh)

{verse 1: a.ronny}
New ap, this cost a fuck (cost a fuck, huh)
I just copped a pound, i smoke a ton (yuh!)
Call the mob, i say, we throw the 4 on him
The same person, tote that a.r, ronny (yuh!)
My niggas wit' me, and they actin' reckless
I do a nigga mitch, paid in full (full)
He caught a bod, he do not need a pat (like, word)
I hit em' wit' the blade, fuck a strap (fuck a strap)

{verse 2: jimmy bce}
All thе dogs, i got all the dogs
I might fuck his face, no fuckin' drake (no drakе)
She gets meeky quick, i smoke this fuckin' sex
'ffender list, diddy to my dick, and i took 20 flicks
I go dumb, hit bro wit' brass knuckles, i'ma shut him up

{chorus: jimmy bce}
I ain't shootin' by myself, do the mob chase, uh
Niggas ain't on shit when they pull up to the place
Ayy, i don't need my beam, i got this traffic light (ayy)
I don't need my beam, i got this traffic light (uh)
I ain't shootin' by myself, do the mob chase, uh
Niggas ain't on shit when they pull up to the place
Ayy, i don't need my beam, i got this traffic light (ayy)
I don't need my beam, i got this traffic light (uh)

{verse 3: a.ronny & jimmy bce}
Fuck niggas better watch they back, protect ya' kids
Prepare a list, cause i'm comin' like a predator (yuh!)
Bullets holes, i'm fuckin' hoes and make em' leave
I pray you do not run into me (word)
Gun cold, fucked folks, dumb nigga
I bet i'll send you to ya' godfather (uh!)
Quick to talk shit, but won't spin? wimp (wimp!)
Kicks got pump, like my gun, kid (kid)

{verse 4: nifty b}
This that bread, i flex
Dishes, yeah, they wet
This the industry i run, so i'ma earn respect
Where the fuck you goin'? i ain't close to done
I just copped some crack cocaine, and snorted out her thumb
Smokin' on this gas, snoop dogg
Your daughter love this song
Yeah, she millie bobby, no brown
Now i see where kenny came from (ha!)
Chillin' like a villain (huh?)
I'm on my vlone shit!
I'ma hit ya' nigga in his dome
I'm boutta box him, get him snatched (ayy!)

{chorus: jimmy bce}
I ain't shootin' by myself, do the mob chase, uh
Niggas ain't on shit when they pull up to the place
Ayy, i don't need my beam, i got this traffic light (ayy)
I don't need my beam, i got this traffic light (uh)
I ain't shootin' by myself, do the mob chase, uh
Niggas ain't on shit when they pull up to the place
Ayy, i don't need my beam, i got this traffic light (ayy)
I don't need my beam, i got this traffic light (uh)