MOB TIES lyrics

[Intro]
(Turn me up, turn me up
Turn me up, turn me up)

[Pre-Chorus]
All my dogs bite, all my b*tches bad
[?], I got foreign bands

[Chorus]
Alright, alright
I don't got no friends, I got mob ties
I get foreign racks, this a long flight
I don't got no friends, I got mob ties

[Verse]
Sticks on me, huh
I got 5 star Ricks on me, huh
I call up my slime, I said like, "find that n*gga," huh
When it's time to slide, I got that switch on it
New Balenci', 'cause I need more pockets ([?])
She said, "Boy, you changin'," I told that b*tch to stop it (Yeah, we pop out)
No, I ain't sellin' sh*t, I still got bricks on me
b*tches flockin' 'cause I'm flashin' like a— (Spin that n*gga)
Flockin'-flockin 'cause I'm flashin'-flashin', paparazzi (Paparazzi)

[Chorus]
Alright, alright
I don't got no friends, I got mob ties
I get foreign racks, this a long flight
I don't got no friends, I got mob ties
[Outro]
Alright, alright
I don't got no friends, I got mob ties
I get foreign racks, this a long flight
I don't got no friends, I got mob ties