Mob Tied Lyrics – Finesse2Tymes

Mob Tied Lyrics is the latest song released by Finesse2Tymes. Mob Tied Lyrics by Finesse2Tymes “‎Mob Tied” is a Brand New English Song, from the album “90 Days Later” sung by Finesse2Tymes. Mob Tied song lyrics are also written by Finesse2Tymes, with music produced by DMacTooBangin , and this brand new music video was released on March 3, 2023.

Songs Credit :

Song – Mob Tied Lyrics

Artist – Finesse2Tymes

mob tied lyrics –  finesse2tymes

(DMac Got Me Too Bangin’)
Keep All That Shit, Cuh

I Was Cut A Little Different, My Own Fabric
Had To Cut Off My Folk, Got My Own Family
I Don’t Owe You Nothing, Go Get It, N!gga
Where Were You? I Was Stuck Penitentiary, N!gga

Stab Me In The Jail, You Tripping, N!gga
I’m The One Who Would Go Do The Stickin’, N!gga
Do That Shit By Myself ‘fore I Send A N!gga
I’ma Run Out Of Breath Tryna Finish This

Money Don’t Mean Shit, Boy, You Been A B!tch
If You Hang With A Rat, N!gga, You A Snitch
We Don’t Do No Mistakes, We Don’t Shoot And Miss
I Ain’t Rockin’ With None Of That Goofy Shit

Found Out She An Opp, Put That B!tch On Block,
But She Play With Me, I’ma Do The B!tch
Get You Hit In Your City, We Mob Tied
B!tches Dm Me Sendin’ Me Heart Eyes

Play That Shit How It Go, Hit That B!tch On The Low,
I Ain’t Cuffin’ No Ho, B!tch, You Gotta Stay
I Don’t F*ck With These N!ggas,
I’m Different From Rappers, So When We Link Up, I Feel Out Of Place

Say You Want You Some ‘za, You Ain’t Gotta Wait
I Got It Right Here In The Booth With Me
Asking Too Many Questions, You Too Friendly
Breast Implants On The Chopper Like New Titties

I Got N!ggas Got Life, They Depending On Me
The Gang Ready To Shoot For Me, Any Moment
Colored Diamonds On Me Match The Fendi On Me
I Ain’t Beefin’ With Homie, He Been Jabroni (Yeah)

I Was Solid Way Back In The Gap
And I Came Home, Put The East On The Map
And The Draco Still Ride Under Me
Got Them Players In The Back And In Front Of Me
Yeah, I’m Ready, I Know They Gon’ Come For Me

Better Be Comin’ Correct, N!gga
Hope You Plannin’ On Sending Your Best N!gga
Mac-11 I Tote Got Tourettes, N!gga
Get Up On Me In Person, Quit Asking ’bout Me

Don’t Like Cameras, I Might Have To Smack Somebody
Why You Postin’ Subliminals? Ask Somebody
We Don’t Talk About Bodies, Don’t Ask About ’em (Don’t Do That)
N!gga Hide Behind Money, I Peeped Him

Fng, I’ma Quarterback Sneak ’em
He Think He Out Of Reach, I Reached Him
Heard They Laced That Boy Up, They Creased Him
Whole Mill’ Made Off Of A Feature

50K Sit On Top Of My Sneakers
Got Your Ho Hot And Ready, Little Ceasars
I Just Hit Your Bm Like I Need Her

I Was Cut A Little Different, My Own Fabric
Had To Cut Off My Folk, Got My Own Family
I Don’t Owe You Nothing, Go Get It, N!gga

Where Were You? I Was Stuck Penitentiary, N!gga
Stab Me In The Jail, You Tripping, N!gga
I’m The One Who Would Go Do The Stickin’, N!gga
Do That Shit By Myself ‘fore I Send A N!gga

I’ma Run Out Of Breath Tryna Finish This
Money Don’t Mean Shit, Boy, You Been A B!tch
If You Hang With A Rat, N!gga, You A Snitch
We Don’t Do No Mistakes, We Don’t Shoot And Miss

I Ain’t Rockin’ With None Of That Goofy Shit
Found Out She An Opp, Put That B!tch On Block,
But She Play With Me, I’ma Do The B!tch
Get You Hit In Your City, We Mob Tied
B!tches Dm Me Sendin’ Me Heart Eyes

Written by: Finesse2Tymes

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