Mob Ties Lyrics

Think I got em pissed off

Cold feet socks off

One flick heads gone dandelion pop off

Homie got the dot on em make em fall like dominos

Iont play bout mine homie even your own mama know

One wrong move an it's up make the bell ring

Put the heat up on em like he Olaf now he melting

I ain't never ran we turn homie to a track star

Ridin with the tint mask match with the black car

Said he upped a blicky but he capped he said that he would get me

Told em to his face he a punk he sissy

Most of yall ain't real got em capped Ill Gypsy

You be with the rats like your first name Mickey

Shot caller big dawg Rottweiler bite

Oouu she was yours but I still just might

Hit it when I hit it she in love on sight

Fuckin with the t-o-p to the d-o-g

Never fuck with snakes keep a secret in the chamber

Deathly hollow hit you like Harmine Granger

Pissed off mood got me red like a Weasley

Fuckin with the fam get swissed now you cheesy

I ain't stopping shit so they gone have to kill Me

Fuck a beat I always ate Rogers Achilles

Diamonds on my bitch like ice She in IR

Swear to god you touch her you gone Bruce Willis die hard

Runnin up a check I keep it dancin like I'm Honey

Talkin with the dogs lil boy you a puppy

He gone get a Halo when we get back like Bungee

Get jumped like your car died J Prince boy got mob ties

Heat is chillin right on top the freezer

Protect all the dogs like a Golden Retriever she a stress reliever

Brody got it packed I ain't talkin bout the reefer

Shot caller big dawg Rottweiler bite

Oouu she was yours but I still just might

Hit it when I hit it she in love on sight

Fuckin with the t-o-p to the d-o-g