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letra de mob ties - bino rideaux

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i got mob ties, got to know my purpose
my little b-tch perfect
had to go spend that on that birkin yea
make it easy for me to feel like it was worth it
n-ggas trying to get the game from me
promise i’m still learning
got it by my lone
i was broke but now i’m on though
waving like i’m wheezy
this that beat i got from tone though
shorty texted me tripping
because my life just like my songs go
i been with my daughter
now i’m back up in that mode though

infant coot will fold bro
lil shawty been feeling my mojo
i could pull up cullinan
put that b-tch in traffic
put that b-tch on jets
now she don’t go through bag checks
show me where it’s up at and we gone tap in yea
brought that b-tch them louis shoes
she ain’t mackin yea
let that b-tch sit moon roof
is you tapped in yet
apply it we gone move through it
f-ck this rapping
big truck go vroom vroom it ain’t that wagon
kicked up by a pool
cooling with this bad b-tch yea
and i still keep my tool tool
like it’s fashion yea
we gone crash him
them n-ggas ain’t gone show you who they is undercover
n-ggas keep talking about real
n-ggas can’t get in my bubble yea
trying to give a n-gga the game
n-gga gon flip around and fumble
been about my duffle
i got mob ties, got to know my purpose
my little b-tch perfect
had to go spend dat on that birkin yea
make it easy for me to feel like it was worth it
n-ggas trying to get the game from me
promise i’m still learning
got it by my lone
i was broke but now i’m on though
waving like i’m wheezy
this that beat i got from tone though
shorty texted me tripping
because my life just like my songs go
i been with my daughter
now i’m back up in that mode though

hundred grand up in two months, i spent that sh-t on clothes
i could sell a b-tch a dream, won’t sell my soul
i could still hit the trap and make it roll
i got mob ties, gotta grab that stick when i hit the door
i got these people on my trail they want to read me my rights
i’m an angel to my mother but a demon at night
big old stepper big old bag could put a brick up in the hood
i put a bag up on your head, no deposit they know it’s good
million dollars off a tape but it won’t bring my dog back, all facts
i’ll give it all back, just to get a call back
i got mob ties, got to know my purpose
my little b-tch perfect
had to go spend dat on that birkin yea
make it easy for me to feel like it was worth it
n-ggas trying to get the game from me
promise i’m still learning
got it by my lone
i was broke but now i’m on though
waving like i’m wheezy
this that beat i got from tone though
shorty texted me tripping
because my life just like my songs go
i been with my daughter
now i’m back up in that mode though

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