Andy the Chef - Mobbin' Lyrics

(CHEF BE COOKIN)
So I walked in the party with my niggas, straight shining
Ten deep, with the team yeah we mobbin
Shawty on me cuz a nigga straight stylin
I'm buying, and you can check the tags think I'm lying
MCM with the Louis, uh
Closet lookin Gucci, drippin sauce lookin soupy uh
Mami booty juicy, like a faucet swimmin to me
Bad caramel Karrueche
Like em Spanish, like my foodies
And crazy like them cookies
Got the soda and the Henny uh
And I'm sippin plenty uh
Faded in the Benzy only talk about the benji
Flee'd out with the team now
Look at me now
Caught a check, off a freestyle
With the team now and
We mobbin' we mobbin' and yeah
We got it We got it
And we the hottest the hottest in this
With the team and we mobbin' we mobbin' this lick
We mobbin' we mobbin' and yeah
We got it We got it
And we the hottest the hottest in this
With the team and we mobbin' we mobbin' this lick
When I'm rollin through my city
Can't a damn thing phase me
Roll up on em like Pay me
Shawty on me cuz a nigga drip crazy
Gettin neck pain cuz my jewelry gettin clanky
Got ya mama in my PJ uh
Said it's nice to see me uh
Knew that she was valid, but I aint know she was freaky
Hit it like karate, go for rounds like a relay
She like it on the weekend, but she love it on the weekday
This that lingo, I'm with my negroes
And if you ain't know BLAT
That's how that ting goes
I'm on my boss shit
My wrist frost bit
And here that line go, now don't cross it
But pay attention to the fit, cuz my drip worth a grip
Turn these lemons into lemonade, potatoes into chips
Don't try and talk, if you not tryna get hit
Get the gang to come through and hush it up off the rip when
We mobbin' We mobbin' and yeah
We got it We got it
And we the hottest the hottest in this
With the team and we mobbin' we mobbin' this lick
We mobbin' We mobbin' and yeah
We got it We got it
And we the hottest the hottest in this
With the team and we mobbin' we mobbin' this lick
Well
Before these fat checks, I ain't know when we eating
Now me and broke niggas, yeah
We not even speaking
I'm rollin with these women, scoring yours on the weekends
Mob deep like a Prodigy, we eating as a team and
Stack money, fat money
Get it in packs money
Ya wack money, crack money
We don't do that money
This good money, hood money
Wish that you could, money
They hatin on me, take it from me
Wish that you would, money
And we drip while we walking
Watch how you talking
Check you like a box and
Nobody can stop em
Bosses do that bossing
Pop off we popping
With the whole gang and we mob-mob-mobbin'
(That shit right there, right there
Oh yeah shit, that shit right there)