Mob Ties - Gucci Mane, Young Dolph

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’m a 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

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,

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

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