Ties (feat. BG Masoe & Band Gang Lonnie Bands) - Icewear Vezzo

I ain't recorded in over two weeks (Cash out what it do?) Okay, shit Yeah, Drank God Yeah Mud baby, I went gun crazy I got drug habits Big game, keep that stick on me Yeah that's my lil' nigga Crip member, we don't swiping Cause bitch we drug trafficking Hid the hunnid's, signed with big cheese Shout out my blood niggas (shout out my blood niggas) Hmmm, yeah, bitch we bought mud with us Hit yo city, flood the whole town I bought a tub with us (I bought a tub with us) At my show, got two hundred niggas, I brought the club with us Take that 'stendo put it on switches, I love to plug niggas I love to shoot shit, got the kujick That's two hundred, count up them blue strips Slide to Mikey, a million in cash, just got a new kit Popped a bean, then fell on the curb, I need a new mix Yeah, shit, should see the opps faces I ain't fuck cause she got no ass, hoe I am not basic Pour an eight or jumped in the 'vette, I'm in the drop wasted (skrr) Hunnid rounds, I put a sign on it, this choppa not vacant Yeah, wish they would stop hatin' Audemar got black and white diamonds, hoe I am not racist Check the gram, we got his fam mad, cause he did not make it Dropped a load, been lurkin' all night I had to swap pages Sick sipper, drinkin' click clicker, this for them big niggas Why all the opps we beefin' with broke? They need to fix niggas Check the sco' we wipe niggas nose, yeah I'm a sick nigga (fuck) Goon squad, bitch I rep that D But ain't got Trick with us (that's my uncle) Ouu, he in that trick bag, wrap him up or treat him like uh- Yeah, this a gift bag Fendi belt with Alex McQueens', I love to mix fashion He turn around, we takin' him out, I call that get back Yeah, bitch, I got a big bag I sent a play threw Cudi the blitz, bitch I'm like knick knack Bust my ears and then bust my neck, I made my wrist mad She got good brain, I pulled my dick out and told her to think fast Hm, yeah, I let my mink drag Poured a pop then ran out already, I like to drink fast Twenty thousand, stuffin' them grants, bitch I got pink cash If he don't live it then I can't listen, and plus the beats ass Crack the Qua', give me a gulp, pour that mud in double cups Diamonds on me moon walkin', run it up then fuck it up Banana clip on big drakey, AR with the monkey nuts Told take the condom when she suckin', with yo funky butt Rich off pints, two That's how we comin' back (Cash out what it do?)