[Jeremiah Jae]

Mob(4x)

[Oliver the 2nd]

They running barefoot, chasing dollars

Lacking basic knowledge

I'm Jordan ballin', you Jason Collins

The mind of an ancient scholar

Sustain logic, when you place the product

Go against the grain, brawlic

Feel the pain often

Black Jungle is the gang

That's the main topic

Get it straight, like the switchblade

When a fade poppin'

Top dollar sage, your in-house out of place

Spit flame, bet his nickname hot lava face

I wake up every morning and I ask myself

Is life worth spittin' with my classic self

When pen press paper paragraphs will melt

Stereos corrode, when the passion felt

Yea this shit get crowded

Full court press, first B*tch get bout it

I'm high and a mess, tryna hear some volume

So, turn this shit up, till ya eardrums wilin'

[Jeremiah Jae]

Man shit get Crowded

When we Mob thru this shit

Yeah, shit get crowded

When we Mob thru this shit

Yeah, shit get crowded

[Jeremiah Jae]

Keep the Squad on, like Sean John

She got pom poms, and she sing along

808 drums, we the chosen ones

Heaven sent, holy smoke

Rolling up another blunt

Blowing on the loud, from the weed man

Taking shit, behind your twitter feed fam?

Haters get Mob'd, fresh death outfit

Turn ya face to a v neck

Real shit on the One

Get ghost in the dark, coming home on the bus

Niggas wilin, the folks stood smiling

Revenge is sweet, till the taste get sour

Focus on the flower

Get the doe rising till we sitting in a tower

Yea we on the horizon

When we mob thru this shit

Yea shit get crowded

[Jeremiah Jae]

Man shit get Crowded

When we Mob thru this shit

Yeah, shit get crowded

When we Mob thru this shit

Yeah, shit get crowded