Slump6s
Mob Ties
[Intro]
Ayy, top dog, bitch
Y'all already know what the fuck goin' on
Bitch 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 shit the wrong way
And all we do sit and count paper I kinda' do this shit all day
Do this shit all day (Yeah, haha, yeah)
(Alright, turn me up)
Ayy, pointers on pointers, my momma told me not to point, 'cause that shit rude
I put that VETEMENTS jacket on top of Hermes link, that's what I do
N***a don't try one of my n***as, they will get yo ass sticked up, like the crew
I'm rockin' Alexander, mix this shit 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***as 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 shit to Pippen (Gang)
Bank accountant ask me, how I'm young as fuck, 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
Bitch 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, damn, she just wanna touch my crotch (Yeah)
And my gang, this shit on lock
You ain't got no swag, n***a 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 space, told the bitch 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
Bitch, 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 shit the wrong way
And all we do sit and count paper I kinda' do this shit all day
Let me catch yo ass cheatin' baby finna' blow this shit like Pompeii
Ayy, pointers on pointers, my momma told me not to point, 'cause that shit rude
I put that VETEMENTS jacket on top of Hermes link, that's what I do
N***a don't try one of my n***as, they will get yo ass sticked up, like the crew
I'm rockin' Alexander, mix this shit 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***as 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)