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(Verse) Steady mobbin' steady robbin' You'll think we the gatti boys A hundred bricks a hell a nigga You would think I'm parley boy Way I'm bustin' on these fingers You would think I'm Tony boy Gucci met the money man I treat you like an errand boy You in the crowd and talking loud But who the hell is scared of you boy I'm on probation tell these crackers I'm not even caring boy You bluffing and I know it I ain't buying the shit you selling boy You's a country monkey nigga I'ma split your watermelon boy Fuck yellow, I see yellow bitch I'm rappin like I'm yelling boy Fucking bitches while you snitching Ye I'm smashing why you telling boy He can't even focus 'cause these niggas with each other boy Million dollars all become my phone this nothing easy boy (Hook) Got mob ties, talking about a wise guy SongtexteBut if you get into my guys I guarantee it's gonna be gun fight The young niggas got mob ties, Talking about a wise guy But if you get into my guys It be some motherfucking gun fight The young niggas got mob ties, (Verse) Young nigga, mob ties Got a ganster bad bitch look up a mall wide Black strap, black snickers and a black coupe Mob shit throwing my hood up out the roof Round trip flight come back and I fluck the streets I told my niggas say our grace because it's time to eat Negotiate , talking numbers when I'm into Nothing but extra strong on my menu Place your order, then wait for it Nigga come and get it the best shit in the city Say you want some peace then let's go and talk business I hear my nigga Gucci for you if you talking big (Hook) Got mob ties, talking about a wise guy But if you get into my guys I guarantee it's gonna be gun fight The young niggas got mob ties, Talking about a wise guy But if you get into my guys It be some motherfucking gun fight The young niggas got mob ties Aus Songtexte Mania