M.O.B - Intellectual

[Hook - Pak-Man & Shower Malik]

Counting bands till my hands hurt

M.O.B, put your grands first

Counting bands till my hands hurt

Don't mix me with those rap nerds

Don't mix me with those dabbing ass niggas

Counting bands till my hands hurt

M.O.B, put your grands first

Counting bands till my hands hurt

Don't mix me with those rap nerds

Don't mix me with those dabbing ass niggas

[Verse 1 - Pak-Man]

Walking through this Big Brother state

Everywhere I go I see cameras on

Thin line between love and hate

I got Valentino's and Lombards on

Dripping in Yves Saint Laurent

Soon run London like a marathon

I got a moaning girl she keeps rambling on

Gelato 41, no ammy don

Don't worry how I splash my cash

You was never flash like that

Never out here like man

You was never in the flats like that

I don't know why you rap like that

You was never in the trap like that

I just had a good few months

No one needs to pat my back

You ain't got swag like Pak

Everything expensive

This ain't rap it's facts

My life's been action-packed

I take risks and prosper

Take risks and prosper

That turned my KFC into some steak, chips and lobster

I've got bad bitches that are driving down from their country town to come blow me now

I done been around the whole of South

Still got hammers out up in Roach's house

I don't know what you thought

And I don't know what you heard

But don't mix me with this frauds

And don't mix me with this nerds

[Hook - Pak-Man & Shower Malik]

Counting bands till my hands hurt

M.O.B, put your grands first

Counting bands till my hands hurt

Don't mix me with those rap nerds

Don't mix me with those dabbing ass niggas

Counting bands till my hands hurt

M.O.B, put your grands first

Counting bands till my hands hurt

Don't mix me with those rap nerds

Don't mix me with those dabbing ass niggas

[Verse 2 - Shower Malik]

Five shots in my pole

All I need to lift him out them [?]

Jogging on the mains ain't no game bro

Long nose (Woah)

Straight smoke (Woah)

I know you fuckboys heard how I move with it

I been a smooth gangster doing cruel kickings

Ay, SK with the rubber grippings

Baby girl, pussy wet, real easy to slip in

Fishtailing in them spicy whips

Fish scale, you see them finer things

Young boys dem savage, on their rider shit

I'm savage no 21, .44 Shower rider shit

Bunged in a ditch, guap hella sticks

Box of the dog, knock you back couple quid

Get you kicked for a hundred quid

Mortgage on a couple sticks

Men lie, women lie, I be on my numbers shit

[Hook - Pak-Man & Shower Malik]

Counting bands till my hands hurt

M.O.B, put your grands first

Counting bands till my hands hurt

Don't mix me with those rap nerds

Don't mix me with those dabbing ass niggas

Counting bands till my hands hurt

M.O.B, put your grands first

Counting bands till my hands hurt

Don't mix me with those rap nerds

Don't mix me with those dabbing ass niggas