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“mob ties” - young krash lyrics lyrics

[intro: young krash]
(ayy, melo made it right!)
(yeah, yeah, b+tch!)
f+ck n+gga, f+ck n+gga!
bow, bow, bow!

[verse 1: young krash]
we pop out with sticks, huh, ice all on my wrist, huh (ice, ice!)
f+ck that opp, he dissin’, we gon’ put him in a ditch, huh (p+ssy!)
bad b+tch in the whip, yeah, she suckin’ on my d+ck, huh (sl+t!)
draco got a switch, that b+tch faster than a blitz, huh (boom, boom, boom!)
i ain’t never lackin’, f+ck a seatbelt, i’m packin’ (nah!)
if that p+ssy try to run, then that glock get to clappin’ (clap, clap, clap!)
demon mode b+tch, seen my brother in a casket (rest up!)
turned me to a savage, got me tweakin’, b+tch, i’m spazzin’ (spazzin’!)
glock 23, knock his motherf+ckin’ t++th out (grrah!)
say he mobbin’, but he snitchin’, b+tch, we know he police now (rat!)
pull up with them h+llcats, lot loud, we don’t creep out (skrrt!)
young krash, durkio, b+tch, you know what we about (gang, gang!)

[chorus: young krash]
you ain’t mob, b+tch (mob, b+tch!), you ain’t tryna slide, b+tch (slide, b+tch!)
hop out, drop the window, let that draco spit (bah, bah, bah!)
why you hold a stick if you ain’t tryna drop sh+t? (p+ssy!)
talkin’ like a k!ller, but you really on some opp sh+t (opp sh+t!)
we hop out with that mopstick, (mopstick!)
switchy make it chop quick (grrah, grrah, grrah!)
whole city say we got the block lit (block lit!)
pull up, b+tch, i leave the lot lit (lot lit!)
[verse 2: lil durk]
you need a addy just to focus on your opps, b+tch? (grrah, grrah!)
i went platinum off a track with your opp, b+tch (facts!)
bad lil’ ho, she suck my d+ck in dior socks, b+tch (designer!)
you paid ten racks for that ass, that sh+t a prop, b+tch (cap!)
when you gon’ drop a pin? we runnin’ outta patience (drop it!)
i put that on the gang, we slid and left that b+tch vacant (slid!)
n+ggas cappin’ on the ‘net, i can’t take it (cap!)
say they drillers, but they fakin’, gettin’ naked (facts!)
pop out cuts, all black, look jamaican (yeah!)
durkio the devil, they say satan (durkio!)
mention names, f+ck boy, you won’t make it (nah!)
tried to backdoor, but i’m gucci, radric davis (gucci!)
lawyers beat my cases, i swear that n+gga mason (swear to god!)
mask up where i’m from, you either shiesty or jason (shiesty!)
told my b+tch dye her hair red, now she satan (demon!)
bought the bros h+llcats, f+ck racin’, we just slidin’ (skrrt, skrrt!)

[chorus: young krash & lil durk]
you ain’t mob, b+tch (mob, b+tch!), you ain’t tryna slide, b+tch (slide, b+tch!)
hop out, drop the window, let that draco spit (bah, bah, bah!)
why you hold a stick if you ain’t tryna drop sh+t? (p+ssy!)
talkin’ like a k!ller, but you really on some opp sh+t (cap!)
we hop out with that mopstick (grrah, grrah, grrah!)
switchy make it chop quick (chop quick!)
whole city say we got the block lit (block lit!)
pull up, b+tch, i leave the lot lit (lot lit!)

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