Ties

Yeah yeah
Ayy yeah
Yeah yeah (Ayy)
Yeah yeah (Ayy)
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Yeah yeah
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Ayy ayy
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I got guys who gon' sparked that car
I got guys who gon' take that charge
I got guys who gon' go that far
I got guys who gon' pull your car
I got guys who still in the street
I got guys out here tryna eat
I got guys who gon' flip that weed
I got guys put you on a tee

I got ties (I got ties)
I got ties
I got ties
I got ties (Got ties)
I got ties
I got ties
I got ties (Ties)
They gon' slide if I tell them to ride
And it's straight homicide, man I swear that's no lie

Niggas be beefing 'bout pussy, I swear that shit pussy, I just wanna fuck, uh
Mos' of you niggas is rookie
I'on' smoke on that Cookie
Now smoking on Rutz, uh
Why do these niggas wan' push me
They put on they hoodie and then wanna run uh?
Slide through they hood with the woodie
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We do this for fun, uh
.40 got cap .23 Glizzy it don't got a .32 I call it lil' dicky (Call it lil' dicky)
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When I try leave and she say she miss me (Say that she miss me)
I love when I ride through the city with double [?] and five hundred 50's and why did you diss me?
You ain't fucking with me
You know that bitch wit' me
I tell 'em come get me
'Cause I keep my blicky
This shit can get sticky
I'ma get iggy
We leaving 'em shitty
Yeah we run the city
Nigga we run the city
Uh, uh, nigga we run the city

I got ties
I got ties
I got ties
I got ties
I got ties
I got ties
I got ties
They gon' slide if I tell them to ride
And it's straight homicide, man I swear that's no lie