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Damedot

IN THE MOB

 

IN THE MOB

(album: FUCK YO SUMMER - 2022)


[Damedot:]
Look

I'm drunk as hell, it's two something, this ice cost like two something
Bitch, Peezy hit my line late as hell, he got two runners
She turnt it to a challenge, tryna suck me like a cucumber
I heard you got the Wocky jawns and I need a few of 'em
Goonie called me with some orange heads, I need a few hundred
I ran off on a nigga out the way, got a new number
Bitch, I'm in the mob, you can call me Joe Pesci
Straight Talk getting hectic, getting neck while I'm texting
I'll pull off, let off a hundred, send a message
If I spin a nigga street, I'ma hit him with the extras
Bitch, it's Damedot the bank teller, ball like I'm Mayweather
I chose the straight drop over your bitch 'cause it taste better
Meech VS'd the rose gold 'Dweller and I iced my buffies
I can't give a bitch the whole dick 'cause she gon' say she love me
Cute bitches come dime a dozen, swear to God they love me
I can leave the house with no jewelry, still look like I'm flooded

Fuck her brains out, now I'm acting funny
I can't even think about a bitch 'cause I'm thinking money
It ain't least a thirty, nigga, why you up it?
Hit girly, hit her BFF, got them bitches puzzled
We lied to the world, now we kissing cousins
She heard my cologne cost a roll, so she wanna hug me
My bitch got on VLONE, but when it come to some friends, it's fuck 'em
To you niggas, it could mean the world, but to me, it's nothing

[Peezy:]
It all started in the basement
Skip a couple years, now we got money by the cases
Turned a corner, they ain't see me, got 'em asking, "Where the Wraith went?"
Closed casket at the funeral, got 'em asking where his face went
Bitch, I'm in the mob, you need a membership to get in
Bought the 'Vette, but couldn't drive it, had to lose some weight to fit in
Gate surround the crib, bitch, you gotta show your face to get in
Man, I ain't fucking with you niggas, that's the type of space I been in
I can leave the crib without no jewelry, still got on a hundred
State to state, I'm going on tour, green face presis like I'm going to war
All these dead presidents, I own a morgue
Supreme season, new Supreme on, shit look like velour
Sick of niggas rapping 'bout shit they know they can't afford
Junkie said I came a long way, I pulled up in that foreign

[Damedot:]
Fuck her brains out, now I'm acting funny
I can't even think about a bitch 'cause I'm thinking money
It ain't least a thirty, nigga, why you up it?
Hit girly, hit her BFF, got them bitches puzzled
We lied to the world, now we kissing cousins
She heard my cologne cost a roll, so she wanna hug me
My bitch got on VLONE, but when it come to some friends, it's fuck 'em
To you niggas, it could mean the world, but to me, it's nothing

done

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