Testo Mob Ties - YTB Trench feat. Young Stoner Life & Young Thug
Testo della canzone Mob Ties (YTB Trench feat. Young Stoner Life & Young Thug), tratta dall'album Versatalien
Pipe that shit up, TnT
If it hurt, leave it where it hit, don't leave it, make it worse
Introvert, it be fuck my feelings, I smoke and get hurt
Off that Perc', she gon' eat the dick, eat the tip like dessert
I'll make it work, I'll take any digit and turn it to a third
Talking mob ties, get smoked if he try
We gon' spin the bend and he gon' get split, he decide
I be talkin' my shit, don't give no fucks if you don't like me
You see me with clips, I beat the block down for my guys
Shе want Birkins, she can get that shit, she stayеd down 'til it worked
Now we don't work and we can travel islands that's upon this earth
I go to church 'cause I done did some damage underneath the hurt
But I take drugs to heal this lonely savage that came with my birth
Like, is it worth it? All these niggas flodging and we know they perping
If he lurking, gotta keep it tucked for those don't think it's urgent
Like a surgeon, bullets gon' do surgery, ain't cut out for certain
Glizzy purple, it never been bust, I call that bitch a virgin
Do you love me? I know it get rusty, trust me
I be from the trenches, baby, you know it get ugly
One beam, two glocks in the passenger like rugby
Opps like paparazzi and them junkies tryna box me
Is it true I'm the only love and that I'm loving you?
What to do? I done lost myself and now I'm losing you
Without clue, born into a life of stains and banging blue
I know you always stood right out, never stood in with fools
And if he try, then I'm gon' tarnish him
You crossed me once, you would do it twice, you would let me starve again
Hate to see you up, love it when you down, I'm behind bars again
I know my brothers with me
We chop the block and bust that glock, then up again
If it hurt, leave it where it hit, don't leave it, make it worse
Introvert, it be fuck my feelings, I smoke and get hurt
Off that Perc', she gon' eat the dick, eat the tip like dessert
I'll make it work, I'll take any digit and turn it to a third
Talking mob ties, get smoked if he try
We gon' spin the bend and he gon' get split, he decide
I be talkin' my shit, don't give no fucks if you don't like me
You see me with clips, I beat the block down for my guy
I cock it, buh-buh, and bust it right inside of the club
I show my ass everywhere I go 'cause ain't no love for a thug
This bitch eat dick just for a living, why the fuck would I cuff?
Told the cops your name first, my nigga, now you're suspect
I'm the first nigga showing a Drac', now I got blood on my Timbs
Following after niggas wll come take off your limb
I got threw in the water and tried my best not to swim
Change a couple niggas lives and you'll get caught when see 'em
I still got homies trapping, serving grams all day
Couple niggas ran off, they still getting whacked 'bout it today
Couple niggas 'round my way is gon' get crazy like Kanye
I pour fours of syrup, no cake
My dad house didn't come with that lake
Have you ever seen a silencer get detached from the Drac'?
Put it on the F&N, fuck it, we gon' kill the kids, nigga
Ten million put away if he ever do a bid, nigga
I spent four mil', now I got a Taliban at the crib, nigga
If it hurt, leave it where it hit, don't leave it, make it worse
Introvert, it be fuck my feelings, I smoke and get hurt
Off that Perc', she gon' eat the dick, eat the tip like dessert
I'll make it work, I'll take any digit and turn it to a third
Talking mob ties, get smoked if he try
We gon' spin the bend and he gon' get split, he decide
I be talkin' my shit, don't give no fucks if you don't like me
You see me with clips, I beat the block down for my guys
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Writer(s): Jeffery Lamar Williams, Thomas Horton, Ryan Hartlove, Shamon A Mitchem
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