Mufasa
OMB Peezy Lyrics


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(Hitmaka)
(Diego)
(Bankroll Got It)

Bankroll on me right now
Ain't worried 'bout bills, that Glock don't lie, quote (that Glock don't lie)
SRT, hunnid round hanging out the window, I tote that block up (that block up)
Do it for Cool, do it for any nigga that be pouring that Wok up (that Wok up)
I move like I was brought up in a mob house, some of these niggas impostors ('postors)
King of my jungle, Mufasa, young nigga grew up with choppers (Mufasa, with choppas)
Run from if it's a problem, we gon' slide and hit the opps, so (problem, opp)
Bankroll on me right now
Ain't worried 'bout bills, that Glock don't lie, quote (don't lie)
SRT, hunnid round hanging out the window, I tore that block up (grrah)

Look, SRT hanging out the window (boom)
Chopper make it heat like an instrumental (rah)
Look, this a rental-geek, no, it ain't a rental, nigga
You was all in her phone, I was in her dental (in her mouth)
Glock with the switch won't lie, quote
Ain't with the talking, fuck the rah-rah
And them fuck niggas know they can't stop us
Run up, I'ma hit 'em with that rah-rah
She acting like she want to give me head in the Maybach
If you want to do that, baby, come over here and say that
Packets on full, ain't no way that we can weight that
Wait a whole year, get 'em hit, call it payback
Ever since a nigga can remember, been a hot boy
I ain't got no limit, I ain't stoppin' it when I start
They be talkin' hard with them boys ain't got no heart
Nigga say he want to be a boss, play your part
She gon' wonder why I ain't text her
I been busy running them racks up
My life a movie but ain't a actor
Try me, I'ma shoot like a director
Nigga, you ain't nothing but a robber
He been lying on them songs like he whipping that rock up
Know a couple niggas in the trap
Ain't going nowhere, sell a pill for a doctor

Bankroll on me right now
Ain't worried 'bout bills, that Glock don't lie, quote (that Glock don't lie)
SRT, hunnid round hanging out the window, I tote that block up (that block up)
Do it for Cool, do it for any nigga that be pouring that Wok up (that Wok up)
I move like I was brought up in a mob house, some of these niggas impostors ('postors)
King of my jungle, Mufasa, young nigga grew up with choppers (Mufasa, with choppas)
Run from if it's a problem, we gon' slide and hit the opps, so (problem, opp)
Bankroll on me right now
Ain't worried 'bout bills, that Glock don't lie, quote (don't lie)
SRT, hunnid round hanging out the window, I tore that block up (grrah)

Whole lotta guns, got options
Way before fame, we was mobbin'
Me and my niggas was starvin'
Whole lotta trappin', went robbin'
Whole lotta clappin' a whole lotta clappin'
Ski mask in traffic, they don't know what happened
Way before rap, we was snappin'
Eight figure transactions, couldn't imagine, ayy
Whole lotta M's (M's)
Having that shit, now, I'm him (I'm really him)
Shoot like I aim at the rim (ayy)
Lolling, big wet, Viny Slim (gang)
Tricking got me in my feelings
When we lose killers, we killin' (we on that)
Therapy, we need some healin'
Until then, we just keep drillin' (spend)
Pull up, coupe got choppers in the hood, in my hood (yeah)
It ain't bulletproof, 'cause I'm still good in my hood (you know that)
And my raps don't lie, ain't tryna die, so I keep that fire
Try to come show love, but I know fake love

Bankroll on me right now
Ain't worried 'bout bills, that Glock don't lie, quote (that Glock don't lie)
SRT, hunnid round hanging out the window, I tote that block up (that block up)
Do it for Cool, do it for any nigga that be pouring that Wok up (that Wok up)
I move like I was brought up in a mob house, some of these niggas impostors ('postors)
King of my jungle, Mufasa, young nigga grew up with choppers (Mufasa, with choppas)
Run from if it's a problem, we gon' slide and hit the opps, so (problem, opp)
Bankroll on me right now




Ain't worried 'bout bills, that Glock don't lie, quote (don't lie)
SRT, hunnid round hanging out the window, I tore that block up (grrah)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to OMB Peezy's song "Mufasa" reflect the artist's street credibility and his rise to power in the rap game. In the song, Peezy boasts about his financial security, represented by the "bankroll on me right now" and his ability to handle any situation with his Glock handgun, which "don't lie." He describes his fearless demeanor, comparing himself to Mufasa, the powerful lion king from Disney's The Lion King, and states that he grew up surrounded by violence and guns, making him a force to be reckoned with. Peezy also addresses the loyalty of his crew, vowing to protect them and seek revenge if anyone poses a problem.


The lyrics also touch on themes of street life, including drug dealing and violence. Peezy references the "Wok," a reference to the drug cocktail known as Lean or Purple Drank, which consists of cough syrup with codeine mixed with soda or other flavored beverages. He declares that he moves like he was raised in a mafia household and calls out those who pretend to be tough, labeling them as impostors.


The overall message of the song is a declaration of dominance and strength in Peezy's world, where he reigns as the king of his own jungle. It showcases his rap prowess and his ability to navigate the gritty realities of the streets.


Line by Line Meaning

Bankroll on me right now
I currently have a lot of money with me


Ain't worried 'bout bills, that Glock don't lie, quote (that Glock don't lie)
I'm not concerned about paying my bills because I have a reliable firearm with me


SRT, hunnid round hanging out the window, I tote that block up (that block up)
I drive around in a fast car with a hundred rounds of ammunition, ready to cause trouble in the neighborhood


Do it for Cool, do it for any nigga that be pouring that Wok up (that Wok up)
I engage in dangerous activities and take risks for the sake of my friends who are involved in illegal drug activities


I move like I was brought up in a mob house, some of these niggas impostors ('postors)
My behavior and actions resemble those of someone who grew up in a criminal family, and I can easily identify fake individuals


King of my jungle, Mufasa, young nigga grew up with choppers (Mufasa, with choppas)
I see myself as the powerful leader of my environment, just like Mufasa in 'The Lion King,' and I have been familiar with firearms since a young age


Run from if it's a problem, we gon' slide and hit the opps, so (problem, opp)
If there's an issue, we won't hesitate to take action and attack our enemies


Look, SRT hanging out the window (boom)
I want to emphasize that my fast car, an SRT, has a significant presence with the windows down


Chopper make it heat like an instrumental (rah)
When I use a rapid-fire weapon, it generates intense heat similar to that of a musical instrumental


Look, this a rental-geek, no, it ain't a rental, nigga
I want to clarify that the firearm I possess is not rented, even though it may appear to be


You was all in her phone, I was in her dental (in her mouth)
While you were busy contacting her through messages, I was with her intimately, engaging in oral activities


Glock with the switch won't lie, quote
My pistol, equipped with a switch for different firing modes, is completely trustworthy, as it won't deceive me in critical situations


Ain't with the talking, fuck the rah-rah
I have no interest in exchanging words or engaging in pointless arguments


And them fuck niggas know they can't stop us
Those individuals who oppose us understand that they are unable to impede our progress


Run up, I'ma hit 'em with that rah-rah
If someone approaches me aggressively, I will respond with force and aggression


She acting like she want to give me head in the Maybach
She is indicating an interest in performing oral sex on me inside my luxury Maybach vehicle


If you want to do that, baby, come over here and say that
If she truly desires to engage in that activity, she should approach me directly and express her intentions


Packets on full, ain't no way that we can weight that
We have a large quantity of illegal drugs, making it impossible to measure or distribute them discreetly


Wait a whole year, get 'em hit, call it payback
We patiently plot and wait for an entire year before exacting revenge on our enemies


Ever since a nigga can remember, been a hot boy
Since I was young, I have always been involved in criminal activities and considered a dangerous individual


I ain't got no limit, I ain't stoppin' it when I start
There is no boundary or restriction to my actions, and once I begin something, I won't back down or quit


They be talkin' hard with them boys ain't got no heart
Some individuals may speak with confidence, but they lack the courage and ruthlessness to carry out their words


Nigga say he want to be a boss, play your part
If someone claims to be a leader, they should fulfill their role and responsibilities accordingly


She gon' wonder why I ain't text her
She will question why I haven't been sending her text messages


I been busy running them racks up
I have been preoccupied with accumulating a large amount of money


My life a movie but ain't a actor
My lifestyle is like a movie, full of drama and excitement, but I am not merely playing a role


Try me, I'ma shoot like a director
If someone tests me or poses a threat, I will respond aggressively and decisively, like a film director giving instructions


Nigga, you ain't nothing but a robber
You are nothing more than a common criminal, constantly stealing and committing illegal acts


He been lying on them songs like he whipping that rock up
He has been dishonest in his music, claiming to be a skilled drug dealer when he is not actually producing or selling drugs


Know a couple niggas in the trap
I am familiar with a few individuals who operate in the drug trade


Ain't going nowhere, sell a pill for a doctor
They are deeply involved in the drug business and have no intentions of leaving, as they sell prescription pills for a significant profit


Whole lotta guns, got options
I possess a wide variety of firearms, providing me with different choices and capabilities


Way before fame, we was mobbin'
Even before becoming famous, we were part of a criminal gang, engaging in illegal activities


Me and my niggas was starvin'
My friends and I were experiencing extreme hunger and poverty


Whole lotta trappin', went robbin'
We were heavily involved in drug dealing and robberies to sustain ourselves


Whole lotta clappin' a whole lotta clappin'
There has been a significant amount of gun violence and shootings


Ski mask in traffic, they don't know what happened
Wearing a ski mask while on the move to commit a crime, making it difficult for others to identify or understand our actions


Way before rap, we was snappin'
Even prior to my career in music, we were actively involved in criminal activities


Eight figure transactions, couldn't imagine, ayy
We were participating in financial transactions worth tens of millions, something most people cannot comprehend


Whole lotta M's (M's)
We have accumulated a significant amount of money


Having that shit, now, I'm him (I'm really him)
I am now in possession of considerable wealth, solidifying my identity and status as a successful individual


Shoot like I aim at the rim (ayy)
My shooting accuracy is comparable to that of a professional athlete aiming for the basketball hoop


Lolling, big wet, Viny Slim (gang)
I have expensive jewelry, a large amount of cash, and a slim physique, all of which contribute to my image as a member of my gang


Tricking got me in my feelings
Engaging in lavish spending and spoiling others has resulted in mixed emotions, particularly vulnerable and sentimental feelings


When we lose killers, we killin' (we on that)
When someone from our group dies, we seek revenge by killing those responsible, continuing the cycle of violence


Therapy, we need some healin'
We require therapy and emotional healing due to the traumas and hardships we have endured


Until then, we just keep drillin' (spend)
In the absence of therapeutic assistance, we persist in engaging in dangerous activities and spending money freely


Pull up, coupe got choppers in the hood, in my hood (yeah)
I arrive in my luxury car with powerful firearms present, displaying my dominance and control in my neighborhood


It ain't bulletproof, 'cause I'm still good in my hood (you know that)
Even though my car may not be bulletproof, I am confident in my safety and invincibility within my neighborhood


And my raps don't lie, ain't tryna die, so I keep that fire
My lyrics are honest and reflect my reality, and I am determined to protect myself from harm by carrying a firearm


Try to come show love, but I know fake love
People may pretend to care or support me, but I can easily recognize insincere affection




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Christian Ward, Christopher Chrishan Dotson, Diego Avedano, Fletcher Redd, Herbert Wright III, Joel Banks, Joseph Chambers, Leparis Kentae Sr. Dade, Ljay Currie, Taylor Banks, Ace Redd, Christopher Dotson, Diego Ave, Herbert Randall Wright, Leparis Dade,

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OMB Peezy

What's y'alls favorite bar??? πŸ“πŸ§‘ lemme know!

Patrick Mazzie

All your barz SLAPPING!!

laila perry

Damn peezy. keep going. you gone get your turn!

Just~ shorts

Bankroll gotit

William Stevenson

Feel like I was brought up in the mob or sum cuz some these niggas imposters, heck yeah lud dat shit

Joe shhmo

SRT hanging out the winda, choppa make a hit like a instrumental. ❄️

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Jalen Wallace

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