M.O.B Kryptic & M.O.B Jimmy - HTE

Man this shit too crazy
Like too crazy
Young Jimmy & Kryptic call it a Jyptic
You know
Different showsdifferent hoes
Only way is up
Let's get it
(Oh My Gawd Jimmy)
Had a vision & these niggas said fuck it (Screw You)
Now I'm the nigga with the bands steady laughing (Ba-ba-ba-bands)
Bitches come & go I ain't even really trippin (On God)
Fucked her off the henny you know imma die sippin (Off the henny)
She like Kryptic where you going I said baby come chill (Come Chill)
Gotta keep on Grinding til I get these fucking Mills
Money over bitches you know imma keep it real (Money over bitches)
Yeah these niggas don't know
That we gon turn up for the gang
Vvs's Johnny Dang(Boom Boom)
012 is what I claim
Imma put it on a chain
In a beamer switching lanes (Skrr Skrr)
We gon change the fucking game (On God)
012 is what I claim
Imma put it on a chain
In a beamer switching lanes
Uh huhh(Uh huh)
Me & You we not the same
Man Young Jimmy way too fly
I just pulled up in a plane
Vvs's in my teeth
You know my boy Johnny Dang
Unpredictable Talent
They call me the Wu Tang
Man this bitch way too sweet
I call her my candy cane
Chilling with Mufasa Talking bout our scars
We the 012 whipping Maserati cars
I just popped 4 perkys
Is that too far?
I don't know my nigga
I'm just tryna go to mars (Vroom vroom)
I play her heart strings
She my guitar (She my guitar)
In my last song with Kryptic
We took a trip to the stars (To the stars)
If a nigga try me we put his head in a jar (In a jar)
How I get this money is way too bizarre
Foreign cars is what we whipping
At the top is where I'm sitting
All these beats is what I'm killing
Being normal is what I'm missing
Baby I'm just reminiscing
Like this pain that I'm feeling
I don't even be in my feelings
It's just life you gotta live it
Imma show them im the realist
They call me the fucking villan
I ain't even really trippin
All these niggas do is hissin
Diss the gang and i start swinging
Now we're gonna have the whole world on lock(Kryptic)
Vvs's in my mouth when i talk(ching ching)
Bad bitches in the spot giving top(Damn)
Now they asking when the MOB is gonna drop
But we gon tell em that what?
Turn up for the gang
Yeah these niggas don't know
That we gon turn up for the gang
Vvs's Johnny Dang(Boom Boom)
012 is what I claim
Imma put it on a chain
Now we turn up for the gang (Skrr Skrr)
We gon change the fucking game (On God)
In a beamer switching lanes
Me and you we not the same
In the coupe she give me brain
Now she driving me insane
Ye my pocket got gains
Ran it up for the gang
Ye my money off the roids
You would think he a dope fiend
Got the money now I'm moving on the lowskiii
Never fall out about a bitch with my broskiii
Dance with the devil like i got a nosebleed
Imma make your bitch sing karaokiii
He ain't want a cigarette he want the smokiii
Why you mad when your bitch the one that chose meee
Band for Band, M for M you cannot hold me
I spin this bitch like a Maserati tire
This niggas want smoke they don't know that I'm on fire
These niggas jealous my life they desire
I carry this iron like I am Mariah
She go ghost no rider
That's why she a liar
Niggas want smoke here's a lighter
Now the world is on fire cause they wanna fight us
Private jets with the pilots (with the pilots)
New whips no mileage (no mileage)
Pull up to the club throw a 50 cause a riot
New drip I'm buying
In the stars I'm shining
Pussy so wet you know I had to fucking dive in it
He brought a burner just to die with it
You know when it comes to pussy niggas cross the line with it
I don't even fuck with it
But what can i do?
Fuck that
We gon turn up for this tune
Now listen to this
Yeah these niggas don't know
That we gon turn up for the gang
Vvs's Johnny Dang (Boom Boom)
012 is what I claim
Imma put it on a chain
In a beamer switching lanes (Skrr Skrr)
We gon change the fucking game (On God)
012 is what I claim
Imma put it on a chain
Now we turn up for the gang
Now we turn up for the gang(yurr)
Bitch I'm about to go insane
Running up them bands
I just bought another AP
Fuck these hoes
The money my baby
We just putting on a show
Now your bitches wanna date me
I just don't know what's been going on lately
Money long like baguettes
I ain't talking bout a pastry
I just pulled up in a Vette
And this bitch looking cakey
This bitch took my breath
Somebody come save me
They know Young Jimmy the best
No you cannot replace me
No
No
No
No
No
No
You can never replace me

Written by:
Kamogelo Gwangwa, Emmanuel Gyimah

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