Mob Ties lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, top dog, b*tch
Y'all already know what the f*ck goin' on
Best show on Earth
Geeked up
Yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Ayy, I just landed on the flight, baby, need the top, I had a long day
With that new makeup I like, baby, don't take this sh*t the wrong way
And all we do sit and count paper, kinda do this sh*t all day
Do this sh*t all day (Yeah, haha, yeah)
(Alright, turn me up)
Ayy, pointers on pointers, my mama told me not to point 'cause that sh*t rude
I put this VETEMENT' jacket on top of Hermès link, that's what I do
n*gga don't try one my n*ggas, they will get yo ass sticked up, like the crew
I'm rockin' Alexander, mix this sh*t with Tommy, everytime I pop out, it's a move
Yeah, hey, you can't do wrong in my eyes (No)
You can't do no wrong (Ah, ah), hey
Fifty five on this VETEMENT', yeah, this mob ties
I know some rap n*ggas want me gone, hey

[Verse]
You lovin' how I'm livin', baby, I'm just tryna show you somethin' different (Slatt)
Me and brother just like Michael Jordan, every time he pass the sh*t to Pippen (Gang)
Bank accountant ask me, how I'm young as f*ck, countin' all this money, it's impressive (Hey)
Baby girl, all my money long
Threw out the Mike Amiri (Threw out the Mike Amiri)
Yeah, ho, this Rick Owen jeans, (Ho, this Rick Owen jeans), c'mon
Twin got the AR-15, he gon' let it sing off like it's Jodeci, let's go
b*tch, do you notice me? Baby, do you notice me?
I'm just tryna put you in these flawless diamonds wrapped up like a rosary (Slatt)
I'm the one that call the shots, huh (Nah)
Find his block, we'll make it hot (No cap)
I'm just tryna touch the M's, damn, she just wanna touch my crotch (Yeah)
And my gang, this sh*t on lock
You ain't got no swag, n*gga stop
Went two fifty, bust down watch
Twin made a pack touch down, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tryna leave me everyday, I told lil' shawty I need my space, told the b*tch leave, yeah, yeah
Flawless everyday, I'm ballin', I ain't finna leave, let's just spend three on ya
This ho text me everyday, I went ahead and blocked her phone, just to make it easier
Since I was sixteen, I had grown hoes, and you know
b*tch, I know y'all miss me and I know it for sure (What?)
[Chorus]
Ayy, I just landed on the flight, baby, need the top, I had a long day
With that new makeup I like, baby, don't take this sh*t the wrong way (Oh)
And all we do sit and count paper, kinda do this sh*t all day (Oh)
And let me catch yo ass cheatin', baby, finna blow this sh*t up, Pompeii
Pointers on pointers, my mama told me not to point 'cause that sh*t rude
I put this VETEMENT' jacket on top of Hermès link, that's-that's what I do
n*gga don't try one my n*ggas, they will get yo ass sticked up, like the crew (Boop)
I'm rockin' Alexander, mix this sh*t with Tommy, everytime I pop out, it's a move (Ooh)
Hey, you can't do wrong in my eyes
You can't do no wrong (My b*tch finna bust a move), hey
Fifty five on this VETEMENT', yeah, this mob ties (Skrrt)
I know some rap n*ggas want me gone, hey (They do, I know)

[Outro]
You lovin' how I'm livin', baby, I'm just tryna show you somethin' different (Tryna show you somethin' different)
C'mon (Tryna show you somethin', tryna show you somethin' different)
Yeah (Woo)
What? Yeah, baby