MOB TIES lyrics

[Intro: TRIGZ HRB & Twin S]
HRB sh*t, PG sh*t
Live in the booth with my n*gga Twin right now, man
Beckton to Morzart
Come on
Morzart to Beckton, n*ggas know
Anyting, anyone, anywhere

[Chorus: TRIGZ HRB & Twin S]
Four pipes, you can hear it fart
Lambo truck in the trenches, that's just sh*t that we do in the Zart
Expensive waps in expensive cars (Live)
You don't wanna get seen by the dargs
We sent my man up in the air and his n*ggas to link him qway by Mars
I'm billin' them up like Puff, Puff, Pass
Rear wheel drive, you'll hear it skid, huh
Maybach trucks and Mac's, everyone knows what it's like in the 6
We got mob ties out of the country, we got mob ties out in the sticks
Wе got barbies screamin' out, "Gang," they know whеre them gangsters gettin' it in
Come play with the G's and see what it brings

[Verse 1: TRIGZ HRB]
Turn left, turn right like Twin from Beckton (Quick)
If I chop this opp with my rambo, attempted murder, it's more than a section
Leave him rubbed right next to the entrance
Run up a mill', and dodge me a sentence
Broski died, I was locked inside, had blood in my eyes, all I saw was vengeance
Let me tell you a secret no one knows
I chase **** with his mum and she nearly crashed on Ashmore Road
I woulda chinged both of them out of their clothes
I just linked demon, he came with rose
Rest up Billy, he stayed with poles
Don't buy a watch if you ain't got smoke
Everything glitter ain't gold (It's not)
If a opp get shot or shaved more time, it's us that's gettin' the blame (HRB)
They don't even know who the suspect is, but they know he got caught in the rain (He got done)
Some in his torso, some in his brain
They try talk on Wooski's name until we put **** in a picture frame
Now we're billin' them up, we got different strains
If I spot me a opp, then I know what to do (Get him)
See a jareer and shoot
Last night, got neck in the back of the coupe
Last year, had no service on the 2's
Hooyo can't believe it's true
She see my face all up on the news
Step on the gas, get away from the blues
Burn them clothes, get rid of them shoes (Quick)
[Chorus: TRIGZ HRB & Twin S]
Four pipes, you can hear it fart
Lambo truck in the trenches, that's just sh*t that we do in the Zart
Expensive waps in expensive cars (Live)
You don't wanna get seen by the dargs
We sent my man up in the air and his n*ggas to link him qway by Mars
I'm billin' them up like Puff, Puff, Pass
Rear wheel drive, you'll hear it skid, huh
Maybach trucks and Mac's, everyone knows what it's like in the 6
We got mob ties out of the country, we got mob ties out in the sticks
We got barbies screamin' out, "Gang," they know where them gangsters gettin' it in
Come play with the G's and see what it brings

[Verse 2: Twin S]
I'm in HRB but I'm ACG (Ayy)
If you heard that suttin' got whacked 'round them sides there, it was probably me (Huh)
We got mob ties wild in the west, we got mob ties out in the east
He got sent to the Garden of Eden, that's for playin' with ACG
I throw the 6 in the air, I'm thuggin'
Can's ask me, "Where you from?" I'm Twin from Beckton, boy, you buggin'
I came to the Zart with my hand ting, I see Trigz came through with the suttin'
I got a Rolex watch for the culture for all of them times when man had nothin'
I crash that corn at my cousin, it's nothin', he f*cks with them so f*ck him (f*ck him)
Let me tell you a secret that no one knows (Huh)
I caught **** on a glide, he looked in my eyes and he ran back home
I caught **** and I shanked him, he said it was H but he don't even know (Hehehehehe)
I don't smoke, but I wanna get higher, my drug is sendin' them man low, low, low, ayy
I got sent to jail for the mad ting, on the dock, playin' tic-tac-toe
I showed my face when I done that bootin', I done it so everyone knows (Huh)
My young G Ryda's ridin', if I point, he'll slap that pole (Baow)
He said he's got a problem, make it known I cut man's face, that's problem solved
[Chorus: TRIGZ HRB & Twin S]
Four pipes, you can hear it fart
Lambo truck in the trenches, that's just sh*t that we do in the Zart
Expensive waps in expensive cars (Live)
You don't wanna get seen by the dargs
We sent my man up in the air and his n*ggas to link him qway by Mars
I'm billin' them up like Puff, Puff, Pass
Rear wheel drive, you'll hear it skid, huh
Maybach trucks and Mac's, everyone knows what it's like in the 6
We got mob ties out of the country, we got mob ties out in the sticks
We got barbies screamin' out, "Gang," they know where them gangsters gettin' it in
Come play with the G's and see what it brings