Lyrics
intro
(i'm Hooked on gambling and getting high!)
they mad because i get high and
gamble their convert to zero
every day of the week!!
repet
StreaMMob!!
Rich as fuck!!
(mixtape shit)
Gambling high!!
(Blrrrrr)
Why they mad?
Verse 1
Verse 4
Pulling up in something they can't afford (Straight cash)
StreaMMob moving heavy like an overlord
BigDude and the crew in the VIP section
Turn a ten thousand bag into a zero collection
I'm addicted to the risk, let the wheel spin (Spin it)
Watching all these fake streamers try to reel in
Gifts from the gullible just to pay a debt back
I spend mine on the high, where the threat at?
They call the hotline, saying that I'm wilding (Wilding)
I'm just at the table while the stacks keep piling
BigDude mentality, pimping the app flow
Everything you send me, yeah it's gotta go
Convert to the dust, convert to the high (So high)
StreamMob kings, we don't ever comply
Look at their faces when the diamond count drops
Straight to the dealer while the fakes call the cops
Chorus
Fake (Flame)
Fans (Friends)
Fame (All of 'em)
Fake fake
They mad because we rich and they not
They can't understand why not
They mad because I got rich on accident
(Because I got rich on accident!)
They mad because they fake and I'm not
(They mad because they fake and I'm not)
(StreamMob mixtape shit)
(Convert ur shit to zero!!)
Verse 5
Rolling through the city, bumping mixtape tracks
Hundred dollar bills, throwing thousands in the cracks
No matching, no faking, no back-door deals
Just raw energy and the spinning of the wheels
BigDude game, talking big shit only
Surrounded by the money but I never feel lonely
These influencers begging for a refund check (Give it back?)
Nah nigga, put some respect on the neck
I'm a savage with the balance, watch it disappear
Twenty racks gone, tell the haters "I'm still here"
High on life, high on chips, high on the thrill
They play for the status, I play for the kill
StreaMMob religion, convert every dime
You doing jail sentences, I'm doing my time
In the suite, looking down at the screen
Y'all are just actors, I'm the one in the scene
Verse 6
Every time I go live, the chat starts to panic (Panic!)
'Cause the way I spend a bag is looking real titanic
They calculate the math, trying to find the logic
I'm just lighting up the smoke, something real exotic
BigDude style, mouthpiece never stop moving
While the losers in the lobby stay losing
Matching for clout, matching just to feel valid
I'm turning your rent money into a fruit salad
StreaMMob generals, we don't take orders
We don't recognize the limits or the borders
Converting the currency, burning the fuel
In the school of the hard knocks, I'm the principal of the school
Check the ledger, it says zero at the end (Nothing left)
That's the definition of a motherfucking flex
You save for a rainy day, I make it pour
Then I walk through the casino through the golden door
Bridge
Convert (Convert)
Zero (Zero)
Gamble (Gamble)
Stay high (Stay high)
They mad (So mad)
We rich (So rich)
They fake (Too fake)
StreamMob! (Blrrrrr)
Chorus
Fake (Flame)
Fans (Friends)
Fame (All of 'em)
Fake fake
They mad because we rich and they not
They can't understand why not
They mad because I got rich on accident
(Because I got rich on accident!)
They mad because they fake and I'm not
(They mad because they fake and I'm not)
(StreamMob mixtape shit)
(Convert ur shit to zero!!)
Verse 7
Keep the cameras rolling, watch the coins fly out
That’s what being a legend is really all about
BigDude presence, heavy hitters in the room
Converting all your jealousy directly to their doom
Why you watching me? Go watch your bank account drop
StreaMMob don’t slow down and we never gonna stop
I take a gift, I take a soul, I take a chance
Watch the way the digits in my wallet start to dance
They matching in the DMs, saying "you hit mine first"
Man, the thirst on this app is the motherfucking worst
I’m a king on accident, you’re a flop on purpose
Every word I spit is just to make the fakes
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