Mob Ties (feat. Yung Angel)

Let me tell you what it is
I'm a young fly jit I'm the kid
Road running dough hunting get rich
Racks up cash flow what it is

When I'm sliding catch me tucking always gripping a pole
I can show you how to trap turn a gram to an O
Roadrunner on the track turn the green into snow
I was trapping never lacking this the life I live
Do them tragic they don't want it this shit dangerous
Playas rapping in my city but they fake famous
La Di Da and whoopty whoop I ain't with the naming
Always bitching and complaining when the shoe fits
Slide through squabble up if you ruthless
Playa pimps I see you mad your bitch chosen
I'm back on my bullshit airing out the full clip
Lights camera action c'mon let me shoot this

Mob ties and the mafia slides throw your flag up if you with it
Stack up start throwing up gang signs
What's your set what you bang what's your clique
Stinc Team popping out with red and green beams turn this shit into christmas
Yellow tape homicide everybody dies but I don't know who did it

Plug hit my phone road running highway smashing
Prince charming with the Barbie in the city expensive fashion
Humpty Dumpty must have fell because I'm safe cracking
Harry Potter with the glasses you tripping I'm a blast him
One stick made him disappear like magic
Cast a spell you on the news turned into a caption
Play your role behind the scenes it's getting real dramatic
Bullets flying through your house blinds reach under the mattress

When I'm sliding catch me tucking always gripping a pole
I can show you how to trap turn a gram to an O
Roadrunner on the track turn the green into snow
I was trapping never lacking this the life I live
Do them tragic they don't want it this shit dangerous
Playas rapping in my city but they fake famous
La Di Da and whoopty whoop I ain't with the naming
Always bitching and complaining when the shoe fits

Skate his block if it's beef I'm the meat grinder
3 and 0 on the opps I'm a three timer
She bring the fee right on time I don't reminder
Cross the street hit his head that's a side blinder
Kind of obvious you can't compete with the stinc team
20 piece in a week that's off Mei Ling
Dough hunting with Denaro it was crazy
Slipped and fumbled caught a sack that's what made me
Now we Thuggin stinc ties it's a New league
See the look up in they eyes that's called envy
This is really LA they are pretending
Climate change when we walk up in the building

Your daddy bitch made he always turns down fades all has no break
See the real fuck the fake
Lil T was robbing houses
Big T been robbing banks
Had me looking for the Stache now I'm looking for the safe



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Writer(s): Alex Noriega
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