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slump6s - mob ties lyrics

[intro]
ayy, top dog, b+tch
y’all already know what the f+ck goin’ on
b+tch i’m off earth
geeked up
yeah (yeah)
ayy

[chorus]
i just landed on the flight, baby, need the top, i had a long day
with that new makeup that i like, baby, don’t take this sh+t the wrong way
and all we do sit and count paper i kinda’ do this sh+t all day
do this sh+t all day (yeah, haha, yeah)
(alright, turn me up)
ayy, pointers on pointers, my momma told me not to point, ’cause that sh+t rude
i put that vetements jacket on top of hermes link, that’s what i do
n+gga don’t try one of my n+ggas, they will get yo ass sticked up, like the crew
i’m rockin’ alexander, mix this sh+t with tommy, everytime i pop out, it’s a move
yeah, huh, you can’t do wrong in my eyes
you can’t do no wrong (ah, ah), hey
fifty five on the vetement, yeah, this mob ties
know some rap n+ggas want me gone, hey

[verse]
you lovin’ how i’m livin’, baby, i’m just tryna show you somethin’ different (slatt)
me and brother just like michael jordan, every time he pass the sh+t to pippen (gang)
bank accountant ask me, how i’m young as f+ck, countin’ all this money, it’s impressive
baby girl, all my money long
threw out the michael amiri, yeah, hoe this rick owen jeans, c’mon
twin got the ar+15, he gon’ let it sing off like it’s jodeci, let’s go
b+tch do you notice me? baby do you notice me?
i’m just tryna put you in these flawless diamonds, wrapped just like a rosary (slatt)
i’m the one that call the shots, huh (nah)
find his block, we make it hot (no cap)
i’m just tryna touch the m’s, d+mn, she just wanna touch my crotch (yeah)
and my gang, this sh+t on lock
you ain’t got no swag, n+gga stop
went two fifty, bust down watch
twin made a pack, touchdown, yeah, yeah, yeah
tryna leave me everyday, i told shawty i need my sp+ce, told the b+tch leave, yeah, yeah, yeah
flawless everyday, i’m ballin’, i ain’t finna’ leave ’til i spent three on ya
tryna text me everyday, i went ahead and blocked her phone, just to make it easier
sixteen, i had grown hoes
b+tch, i know y’all miss me and that’s for sure (what?)
[chorus]
i just landed on the flight, baby, need the top, i had a long day
with that new makeup that i like, baby, don’t take this sh+t the wrong way
and all we do sit and count paper i kinda’ do this sh+t all day
let me catch yo ass cheatin’ baby finna’ blow this sh+t like pompeii
ayy, pointers on pointers, my momma told me not to point, ’cause that sh+t rude
i put that vetements jacket on top of hermes link, that’s what i do
n+gga don’t try one of my n+ggas, they will get yo ass sticked up, like the crew
i’m rockin’ alexander, mix this sh+t with tommy, everytime i pop out, it’s a move
yeah, huh, you can’t do wrong in my eyes
you can’t do no wrong (ah, ah), hey
fifty five on the vetement, yeah, this mob ties
know some rap n+ggas want me gone, hey

[outro]
you lovin’ how i’m livin’, baby, i’m just tryna show you somethin’ different (tryna show you somethin’ different)
c’mon (tryna show you somethin’+, tryna show you somethin’ different)
yeah (woo)

- slump6s lyrics

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