Bitch we do that mob walk
We don't even talk that mob talk
To the outsiders we don't talk
We let them sticks talk

Bop to the right, bop to the left
Now don't throw up your set
All we know is get into a sack
Free my niggas from behind them walls

On some real shit these streets missing y'all
I be drunk, I stumble, I don't fall
Let a nigga try me, I got the yoppa in the car
What the fuck you thought

Let me teach you how to walk
Then you'll need to do the mob walk
Drippin' I got so much sauce
If it wasn't rich you already lost

We in the traffic, we got what you need
We got hard and soft
It's gonna come back but you might take a loss
I paid the cost to be the boss

This some real shit, only for the gang bitch
On some real shit you need a membership
Make a nigga dance like I was shooting
It's hella loud, we on some movie shit

See me, I be walking around like a major lick
Don't fall for it, I let that glizzy spit
These niggas need on some extra shit
Y'all better figure out how to get some money quick

I'm bulling, butt fuck on me, trust me
I can really get on some crazy shit
I'm ready, I keep an extra clip
I don't know what the fuck you thought

But if you ain't mobbed, you ain't gang
Get the fuck lost
Cause we bout to hit that mob walk
Mob talk, stick talk

Mob walk, mob walk
Mob walk, mob walk
Mob walk
We do the mob walk

We don't do no fucking talking
Don't play with us, we let them glizzies hit
On some real mob shit
Real lives, real lives

Fuck your life in my will
How you traumatized
Damn, I missed my dog visit
It's fucked up how they did you

Don't worry little bro, I'ma send some niggas with you
So pussy niggas come and try me
You gon' be the motherfucking next bitch
Y'all looking from outside the window

Straight window shopping
Pocket watching ass niggas
Y'all don't know what we into
Y'all don't know what we into

Type of shit, fuck up your mental
Mob walk, mob walk
Try me, I'ma knock you off
You motherfuckers sweet as salt

I'm a boss like Rick Ross, LMG shit
Bitch, I'm moving major grams
So I'm making motherfuckers dance
Bitch, my hands tired from counting all these goddamn bands

You motherfuckers don't know who the fuck I am
Mob
I don't know what the fuck you thought
But if you ain't mob, you ain't gang

Get the fuck lost
Everybody hear that mob walk
Mob talk, stick talk
Mob walk, mob walk

Mob walk, mob walk
Mob walk
I'm bob to the right
I'm bob to the left

Don't know throwing up your motherfucking set
I'm bob to the right