Mob Ties lyrics

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

[Chorus]
I just landed on the flight, baby, need the top, I had a long day
With that new makeup that I like, baby, don't take this sh*t the wrong way
And all we do sit and count paper I 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 momma told me not to point, 'cause that sh*t rude
I put that VETEMENTS jacket on top of Hermes link, that's what I do
n*gga don't try one of 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, huh, you can't do wrong in my eyes
You can't do no wrong (Ah, ah), hey
Fifty five on the VETEMENT, yeah, this mob ties
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
Baby girl, all my money long
Threw out the Michael Amiri, yeah, hoe 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 just like a rosary (Slatt)
I'm the one that call the shots, huh (Nah)
Find his block, we 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, touchdown, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tryna leave me everyday, I told shawty I need my space, told the b*tch leave, yeah, yeah, yeah
Flawless everyday, I'm ballin', I ain't finna' leave 'til I spent three on ya
Tryna text me everyday, I went ahead and blocked her phone, just to make it easier
Sixteen, I had grown hoes
b*tch, I know y'all miss me and that's for sure (What?)
[Chorus]
I just landed on the flight, baby, need the top, I had a long day
With that new makeup that I like, baby, don't take this sh*t the wrong way
And all we do sit and count paper I kinda' do this sh*t all day
Let me catch yo ass cheatin' baby finna' blow this sh*t like Pompeii
Ayy, pointers on pointers, my momma told me not to point, 'cause that sh*t rude
I put that VETEMENTS jacket on top of Hermes link, that's what I do
n*gga don't try one of 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, huh, you can't do wrong in my eyes
You can't do no wrong (Ah, ah), hey
Fifty five on the VETEMENT, yeah, this mob ties
Know some rap n*ggas want me gone, hey

[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)