Young Dolph - Mob Ties lyrics

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Steady Mobbin, steady robbing, you'll think we the Gotti boys Hundred bricks of h**n n***a, you'll would think I'm [?] 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** 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** you sellin', boy Youse a country monkey n***a, I'mma split ya watermelon boy I got yellow ice and yellow b**hes, rapping like I'm yelling boy f**ing b**hes while you snitching, yeah I'm smashing, why you telling boy? He can't even focus cause this n***a really jealous, boy A million dollars up they called my phone but I'm finessing, boy [Hook: Gucci Hook] The young n***a 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***a got mob ties I'm talkin bout a wise guy But if you to it with my guys They're be some motherf**in' gun fire [Verse 2: Young Dolph] Young n***a, mob ties Got a gangsta bad b**h that's part of mob wives Black strap, black n***as, in a black coupe Mob sh**, throwing my hood up out the roof Round trip flight, come back and I flood the straights I told my n***as 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***a come and get it, the best sh** in the city You say you want some P's, then lets go and talk business I'll hit my n***a Gucci for you if you talking chickens [Hook: Gucci Mane] The young n***a got mob ties