Mob Ties Lyrics

Man your homie on the news

We must be in the circus the way I played him a fool

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Getting neck while counting up these blues

Say it's action man you do it for the views

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You a phony you ain't really from the streets

Your bitch sucking dick and she calling it a treat

Opps be making disses they be quick to hit delete

They be making messes I be quick to change the sheets

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When it's time for the drill let me know

My aim to perfect I be looking like a pro

Money ain't the problem bitches fucking up the flow

Its war time the opps be quiet they ain't neva gonna show

Money in pocket i dripping head to toe

Flashing all these blues I be fucking any hoe

Walking with these chains bitches quick to say hello

Before I had this fame they didn't know me long ago

Spending all this money I be quick to blow some mo

These niggas some snitches they be quick to tell the po

Throw the bitches for a alley I they calling rondo

Looking like von take the bitches to the O

Get her off my body she be fucking up my tee

When you balling like me I be fucking hoes for free

When I see a money check I be screaming Ouu wee

The drill got some action let's call it a movie

Caught that nigga lacking gotta tell them nigga cheese

Teasing bitches with my dick I gotta hear is please

I'm a different type of nigga I do this shit with ease

Ouu you want that nigga gone you gotta pay a fee

Trigger is like my stress ball all I gotta do is squeeze

You fuck up the two man don't put that shit on me

Money over bitches that's how this shit supposed to be

Eternal Atake I'm just searching for the key

When it's time for the drill let me know

My aim to perfect I be looking like a pro

Money ain't the problem bitches fucking up the flow

Its war time the opps be quiet they ain't neva gonna show

Money in pocket I dripping head to toe

Flashing all these blues I be fucking any hoe

Walking with these chains bitches quick to say hello

Before I had this fame they didn't know me long ago

Smoking all this weed that shit blowing through my room

Leave a nigga dead put opp pack on his tomb

Fuck a nigga bitch hit once then I zoom

Wanna take a trip hit my dealer for a shroom

Knocked a nigga out P.O be screaming night night

You mad that I'm giving your girl that act right

Oh now you wanna settle this shit let's fight fight

These hands get the preaching now seeing bright lights

When it's time for the drill let them what

I'm the smoothest nigga in the trap and the cut

Dick all up in your bitch man she feeling in her gut

War time for these nigga all you gotta do is say hut

When it's time for the drill let me know

My aim to perfect I be looking like a pro

Money ain't the problem bitches fucking up the flow

Its war time the opps be quiet they ain't neva gonna show

Money in pocket I dripping head to toe

Flashing all these blues I be fucking any hoe

Walking with these chains bitches quick to say hello

Before I had this fame they didn't know me long ago