Slimesito, Dee Aura - Mob Tiez lyrics

[Slimesito, Dee Aura - Mob Tiez lyrics]

Shoot the whole clip then I'm gon reload
Glock 9 on me, I don't tote no 44
Hundred round on that thing
I call it drum roll
Ride round the streets doing
Drills like Rondo
Try steal from me, I'ma cut your mano
Two sticks on me nigga, I'm like Guando
50 Gang shit, I treat it like my armano
Scarface Sito, pero so Blanco
And I got them foreign sticks up in my condo
I got a young nigga shooting shit like Lonzo
Jefe Sito, yeah I'm the head honcho
Take his ass off man, he thought he was macho
Real mob ties man, my lifestyle like Narcos
50 Gang stamped on me just like a barcode
All black chopper that shit
Look like charcoal
Chopper whole thirty but I give 'em quatro

Foreign stick and a foreign bitch in my condo
I see through the shit and
I see through it claro
You know I post stains like I'm in a Rado
All red nigga, just like a Diablo
Niggas get popped for fucking
Round with Blanco i post on the block with
The Slimes and the Vatos
I been shooting shit since I was a muchacho
I souped up my sticks, now they fully auto
Double down Glocks on me and they got hollows
I run through them bags like
I just hit the lotto
I'm cartel living nigga like I'm Chapo
50'd up and I'm posted with SmokeChapo
Just fucked his bitch now I got his ass bravo
Shootin' shit up man I won't show no sorrow
57 hit him he won't see tomorrow
I see through that shit and
I see through it claro

Shoot the whole clip then I'm gon reload
Glock 9 on me, I don't tote no 44
Hundred round on that thing
I call it drum roll
Ride round the streets doing
Drills like Rondo
Try steal from me, I'ma cut your mano
Two sticks on me nigga, I'm like Guando
50 Gang shit, I treat it like my armano
Scarface Sito, pero so Blanco
And I got them foreign sticks up in my condo
I got a young nigga shooting shit like Lonzo
Jefe Sito, yeah I'm the head honcho
Take his ass off man, he thought he was macho
Real mob ties man, my lifestyle like Narcos
50 Gang stamped on me just like a barcode
All black chopper that shit
Look like charcoal
Chopper whole thirty but I give 'em quatro

Trap shit nigga, trapping like I'm El Chapo
Brand new foreign so I'm swerving potholes
Get to the money nigga that's the motto
Shoot his ass up 'cause he gotta go-go
Pop three percs now I'm laying low-low
He the drank the whole thing
I'm in the trap and that shit foreclosed
Brand new glizzy I got from the bro-bro
Shoot his ass up 'cause I got the chopper
Headshot but we hit him in the torso
Moncler shirt on me, got the logo
I'm with the beef and the streets
Not the promo
VVS diamonds dancing til they so cold
No cocoa puffs but a nigga go coco
AR15 on me and I'm dolo
Shoot his ass up when he leave the back door
I'm with them Haitains niggas
Plug too foreign speaking Espanol
To the money, gotta go
And them slimes, wipe a nigga nose
Two Glocks on me but nobody know
Them bands I need it if you want a show
That pole be on me, not robbing no more
Trap out the 'bando, shit never closed

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