Nessazary - Mobster (feat. Redda)

Getting that money, okay I'm on them drugs, okay
Getting that money, okay I'm on them drugs, okay
Getting that money, okay I'm on them drugs, okay
On the fucking moon lil bitch, Havin' my lil way, lil bitch
I be on the shrooms, yeah I see night as day lil bitch
Bitch, I'm makin' noise, you can't stop me Bitch, I'm in the hills, it's gettin, rocky sixteen

Got a gold plaque on me now I'm twenty-two, they cannot fuckin' stop me
Getting that money, okay I'm on them drugs, okay

Getting that money, okay I'm on them drugs, okay
Getting that money, okay I'm on them drugs, okay
Getting that money, okay I'm on them drugs, okay

Ice on my fuckin' wrist, okay Yeah, I'm about to take your bitch, okay
pussy boy get blicked, okay Set him up, he got tricked, okay

I know you think that you know me, yeah But you not my Brodie, I be bored at the top
It get lonely I'm a part of the mob, bitch, I'm tony
Yeah, we shinin', huh I'm so high yea, I'm glidin', yeah
I get a bitch two two tone She so excited, yeah

I put my wrist on froze And that's been how I had it, yeah
I need my neck rose gold That shit so classy, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
From the jump bitch, I'm havin' my way Gettin' money, gettin' cake

Turned her up, but that girl is a snake Now I'm laughing' my way to the bank
All that pain it add fuel to the tank Now I'm goin' so crazy, I'm goin' insane
Got dog shit, got munun, yeah Look at me now, I could just make it rain
And I've been out of town so much, yeah I feel like my second home is the plane

And I've been by the ocean so much, yeah I feel like I got me a tropical fragrance
Yeah, sliming' me out never a chance Sliming me out, never again
Got a new girl, yeah, she the one, yeah, she the one
I keep it low-key, I'm misunderstood Super subtle, but my socks yea they chrome

Marni with the Ricky, hoe yea it's on, this balenci not no com des garçon
I was down, I was feelin' alone Got no complaints, I've been puttin' it on
I got no complaints, I've been havin' my way You can't handle no gun, boy, your wrist might sprain
Don't go out my way for no beef, but I'll spray I promise you, boy, I'm tryna maintain

I was goin' through so much damn pain Yeah, I'm level-headed and I'm cool
But some days I don't really wanna playin' nice, yeah
Nigga fuck around and play with me He might get trolled out his life, yeah
Outer space with a K on me The Martian slide in the night, yeah

I swap out and get me a new one to pull up Yeah, I'm about to get right, yeah
Getting that money, okay I'm on them drugs, okay
Getting that money, okay I'm on them drugs, okay
Getting that money, okay I'm on them drugs, okay
Getting that money, okay I'm on them drugs, okay

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