Mob Ties lyrics

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Steady Mobbin, steady robbing, you'll think we the Gotti boys
Hundred bricks of heroin n*gga, you'll would think I'm Pauly boy
Way I'm bossed up on these fingers, you would think I'm Tony boy
Gucci Mane the money man, I'll treat you like an errand boy
You in the crowd and talking loud but who the f*ck you scaring, boy?
I'm on probation, toting a strap cause I'm not even caring, boy
You bluffin' and I know it, I'm not buyin' the sh*t you sellin', boy
Youse a country monkey n*gga, I'mma split ya watermelon boy
I got yellow ice and yellow b*tches, rapping like I'm yelling boy
f*cking b*tches while you snitching, yeah I'm smashing, why you telling boy?
He can't even focus cause this n*gga really jealous, boy
A million dollars up they called my phone but I'm finessing, boy

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
The young n*gga got mob ties
Talkin like a wise guy
But if you to it with my guys
I guarantee there's gon' be gun fire
The young n*gga got mob ties
I'm talkin bout a wise guy
But if you to it with my guys
They're be some motherf*ckin' gun fire

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
Young n*gga, mob ties
Got a gangsta bad b*tch that's part of mob wives
Black strap, black n*ggas, in a black coupe
Mob sh*t, throwing my hood up out the roof
Round trip flight, come back and I flood the straights
I told my n*ggas say our grace because its time to eat
Negotiating and talkin numbers what I'm into
Nothing but extra strong on my menu
Place your order, then wait for it
n*gga come and get it, the best sh*t in the city
You say you want some P's, then lets go and talk business
I'll hit my n*gga Gucci for you if you talking chickens
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
The young n*gga got mob ties
Talkin like a wise guy
But if you to it with my guys
I guarantee there's gon' be gun fire
The young n*gga got mob ties
I'm talkin bout a wise guy
But if you to it with my guys
They're be some motherf*ckin' gun fire