Mob Ties

Fasho
Aye
Nigga you gon fall say if you ain't got yo shoes tied
Promise you get to selling anything may roll in mob ties
Independent movin young extruding where's my cosign
High can't be no low life
Post she instantly go check my profile
Gotta get me a new whip and that bitch gon need some low miles
Only had the driver seat and sunroof top to drop down
I ain't make no whining sounds just tuned in fixed to keep around
Ain't no feeling sorry for yourself this world gon make you drown

Out the west I got this left coast on my back in the cartel
All the extras we just give for the low so you might as well cop two pairs
Ain't no safe I'm putting all my gains inside the wall oh yeah
On that scale be eighty for this quarter
Good dope you gon sail like Lil Boat
None of that crying
No you wasn't crying when you was in motion
Rick Ross boss of myself hell yeah my parents get one up on me
Fried ass niggas bologna
I cut off a couple of homies
A lot of these bitches be really distractions cuddle up wanna just hold you
Good with my left but I'm better with right so you know I'ma stick to my go to
Always reflecting a nigga like me
Out of the box I ain't normal
Fuck a right hand man im solo
Couple real niggas I can call on
I just sit back in my corner
Lawn chair too many folding up

Nigga you gon fall say if you ain't got yo shoes tied
Promise you get to selling anything may roll in mob ties
Independent movin young extruding where's my co-sign
High can't be no low life
Post she instantly go check my profile
Gotta get me a new whip and that bitch gon need some low miles
Only had the driver seat and sunroof top to drop down
I ain't make no whining sounds just tuned in fixed to keep around
Ain't no feeling sorry for yourself this world gon make you drown

Moving stupid got caught acting like you knew them fuckin facts
Heavy set big body big bones this shit taking off the fat
A up on my hat it stand for asshole close your fuckin trap
Trappin' out the whip dispense on wheels no white in my trap
Off the rip
Off the bat
Couple cats been on my hat
Stephen Jackson warrior I only keep that shit a stak
It might've not happened yet but it's gon happen watch what happens
Consequently when you don't
Mr.Omar yeah it's gon end tragic
Aye
(Like yeah it's gon get tragic aye)
Hot Box the garage from blowing woods how you I think I had met Casper
GMO with dosido hella good strain I been matching
Yeah aye

Nigga you gon fall say if you ain't got yo shoes tied
Promise you get to selling anything may roll in mob ties
Independent movin young extruding where's my co-sign
High can't be no low life
Post she instantly go check my profile
Gotta get me a new whip and that bitch gon need some low miles
Only had the driver seat and sunroof top to drop down
I ain't make no whining sounds just tuned in fixed to keep around
Ain't no feeling sorry for yourself this world gon make you drown