Philthy Rich, Peezy, FMB DZ, AllStar Lee - Tied In lyrics

Yeah, yeah (Da Realest)

Got an M-14, this bitch run like a machine
Philthy walked in with
That motherfuckin' submarine
You don't know my pain, nigga
You don't know my struggle
I was broke as fuck around this
Bitch before a nigga bubbled
Takin' trips to Oakland for a week
I heard the Cookie cheap
Put a three-five in the leaf
Put the bitch to sleep
Put a light five on your head
Knock him off his feet
Fuck that pussy nigga, he can die
Let him rest in peace
Typical street nigga, yeah
We ride with choppers
Lot of dread heads around me, we all Rastas
Was gettin' high with your bitch


In my suite watchin' Shottas
It'll blow your mind what she
Do for a few dollars
Dunkin' on these nggas 'round this
Bitch like I'm Ibaka
And I'm gettin' love in the Chi
Shout out Laka
If a nigga hatin' on DZ, we gon' drop him
We'll pull up with a hundred
We'll solve any problem, nigga

Put them bitches on the boat
Or we'll fly 'em in
You know we get 'em for the
Low 'cause we tied in
Them bitches took the first package
We gon' try again
I'll pay a lil' extra just to drive 'em in
(Da Realest)
From the D to the Bay, bitch, we locked in
Dog said they on the way
What you tryna spend?
Get the fuck out my face
You got less than ten
U-Haul pullin' up, bro, back 'em in

Bitch, I'm on the West side
With that nigga DZ
Bitch, I'm on the East side
With my nigga Peezy
Free Eastside 80s, bitch
And free that nigga Big Meech
Baby Draco, a hundred rounds
It got a big reach fOD on the jersey, bitch
I'm in the big leagues
Dope fiends in the hood
Tryna sell a ten-speed
Bitch, I'm on the block tryna
Sell me a ten-piece
Waitin' on the same knot to
Come through this week
Bitch, I got another hundred
Pack in the pantry
Fuck the DA, OPD, and Crabtree
Throwaway phone
You know them niggas try to tap me
Never gave 'em names
Stayed solid when they grabbed me
Beef bad for business
But you bitches better not play with me
Talkin' 'bout these pussy rappers, bitch
I keep that K with me
Ayy, get your baby mama, boy, that bitch
She tryna lay with me
It's only for one night, lil' bitch, and no
You cannot stay with me, it's Philthy, ho

Put them bitches on the boat
Or we'll fly 'em in
You know we get 'em for the
Low 'cause we tied in
Them bitches took the first package
We gon' try again
I'll pay a lil' extra just to drive 'em in
(Da Realest)
From the D to the Bay, bitch, we locked in
Dog said they on the way
What you tryna spend?
Get the fuck out my face
You got less than ten
U-Haul pullin' up, bro, back 'em in

Just touched down at the airport
Landed right in Oakland (I'm here)
The pounds cheap as hell
So let's put some plays in motion
(The situation)
Top-shelf marijuana, all these niggas smokin'
Loud hit you like topside
This shit gon' have you dozin'
(Strong hittin')
Detroit nigga, DZ play the buffs in any state
(The buffs) plugged in with heavy weight
Feel like Curry in the Bay (You know)
Free my brother Pole, bro
I wish that you could see this shit
(Free Pole, come on)
You see the clique, we be legit
Just bumped into B-Legit (True story)
Let me shoot to Hollywood
My Cali plug in a Bentley
Whatever I buy, he frontin'
My hustle legendary (Come on)
Catch me on the West Coast
Tryna get rich like Philthy (What up, bro?)
Chillin' with the real niggas
This shit feel like the city
(I swear to God) detroit to Cali
Plug with yay in San Francisco (Peroid)
Make bands off my flip phone
That's 'cause my plug ship loads ('Bows)
When I'm in LA
I just kick it with this one ho
Fuckin' with them 'bows, I brung
Palm trees to Brightmoor, crumb

Put them bitches on the boat
Or we'll fly 'em in
You know we get 'em for the
Low 'cause we tied in
Them bitches took the first package
We gon' try again
I'll pay a lil' extra just to drive 'em in
(Da Realest)
From the D to the Bay, bitch, we locked in
Dog said they on the way
What you tryna spend?
Get the fuck out my face
You got less than ten
U-Haul pullin' up, bro, back 'em in

Get the fuck out my face
You got less than ten (Broke nigga)
Keep a check on me
I don't carry shit less than ten (yeah)
Put a hundred racks on the 'Gram
Tell 'em caption this (yeah)
Death to all haters, yeah, pussy nigga
Rest in piss (Rest in piss)
Let's play truth or dare
I dare a nigga try me (Boy)
Killers love me, behind Peezy
They'll catch a body (I swear to God)
Put the molly in the bitch
Drink like I'm Bill Cosby (Huh?)
Boss man, bitch, you need a job
I can get you hired (Work)
Get the work so cheap, I make my own prices
(yeah)
Talkin' on the phone with these niggas
You might get indicted
How the fuck you ball and that's a rental
You ain't got the title?
If I'm in a rental, I got bags
Finna overnight it (Turnaround)
U-Haul pullin' up, but we ain't movin'
Though dick-riding niggas act worse than
These groupie hoes (These niggas)
Freshest fat nigga in the city
Gucci head to toe (Fresh)
I won't shake a pussy nigga hand
If I know he told (Pussy)

Put them bitches on the boat
Or we'll fly 'em in
You know we get 'em for the
Low 'cause we tied in
Them bitches took the first package
We gon' try again
I'll pay a lil' extra just to drive 'em in
(Da Realest)
From the D to the Bay, bitch, we locked in
Dog said they on the way
What you tryna spend?
Get the fuck out my face
You got less than ten
U-Haul pullin' up, bro, back 'em in