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Lyrics
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh
They know
It’s mob business ni-
Look
We was hard headed, underrated, cold hearted, now they hate us, for the fact we made it the farthest (Did it better than them ni-)
Ninth grader, when the feds made him a target, he don’t wanna do no wrong just imitating his father
Cop foreign, straight eight and dodge charger (Skrrrr)
Brand new glocks and drakes, they can’t harm us
True mobsters, smoke up like we rastas
No imposters, look out, the streets watchin’
Seen profits, it’s beef, we bring chopsticks (Bap, bap, bap)
Many glocks spit, the switch is spittin’ hot shit (Brrrrrr)
Know we locked in, from Harlem way to Bompton
And we top 10, on blogs we be the topic
Tell ‘em stop it, we got it them ni- dropped it
Did a Gangsta Grill wit’ Drama soon as I hopped in
Steak and Lobster spill blood over this pasta (Bap, bap, bap, bap, bap)
Used to play the roc wit’ my ni-, I feel like Hoffa
They know
Ni- this mob business and don’t trust no ni- if it ain’t my ni
You gon’ die in the middle so pick a side ni-
Ni- screaming it’s love but he ain’t ridin’ wit’ us, he ain’t ride, uh
It’s do or die ni-, just give me teflon love until we die ni- (Teflon love)
Whether right or you wrong I’m gon’ slide wit’ you (BSF, D-Block)
Me and you against the world I’m picking sides wit’ you
They know
We could ride on these ni- or we can walk and get ‘em (Either or)
Fish scale in the snorkel when I had Porsha visions
Took a block then another block, now it’s another drop, and another spot
Yeah you fuckin’ with ni- that get ya brother popped (What up?)
Cartel shit, keep the L lit
I get it sold but never sell shit
I been told ni- I never tell shit (Never)
Never mind, mind can’t see what it never finds
10 plugs in a room, makes it 11 lines (Get it)
Probably outside in a Porsche that is lemon lime (Skrrrr)
No I ain’t a Blood or a Crip, but I could send a sign
They think I’m saying bye (Bye)
I’m really saying BY, that’s the Buffalo to Yonkers express for a pie (Mmmmmm)
Colombian neck tie, 100 shots fly
But I rather stay low, be cool, get high (I’m low)
Ghost!
Ni- this mob business and don’t trust no ni- if it ain’t my ni
You gon’ die in the middle so pick a side ni-
Ni- screaming it’s love but he ain’t ridin’ wit’ us, he ain’t ride, uh
It’s do or die ni-, just give me teflon love until we die ni-
Whether right or you wrong I’m gon’ slide wit’ you
Me and you against the world I’m picking sides wit’ you
You know I’m ridin’ wit’ you (The Butcher comin’ ni-)
They know
I’m pickin’ sides for my ni- if I don’t fuck with you they won’t
It’s vice versa so, sometimes I run into they smoke
I know them ni- lit, but I really get into shit (I do)
These rap ni- fallin’ out about who you take pictures wit’ (What?)
I built bonds with’ ni-, some from biddin’, some flippin’ bricks
These industry ni- 50/50 they hit or miss (Damn)
Ni- mad at Butch for shit that they didn’t get, for 10 years I been paying for lawyers and sendin’ pics (Huh)
At the hospital bed by my dog when they paralyzed him (‘Member that)
For that, we went through ni- hoods and we terrorized ‘em
I got 50 guns, HK’s and a pair of llamas, Aye security which straps legal as marijuana ? (Huh)
Gettin’ cash in my city, so if they asking ‘bout Benny ? I got a stack full of Bennies take a bad bitch to Dennys (Bad bitch to Dennys)
And this for my ni- duffle, this BSF shit for life, I’ll see you in a couple (Let’s go)
Ni- this mob business and don’t trust no ni- if it ain’t my ni
You gon’ die in the middle so pick a side ni-
Ni- screaming it’s love but he ain’t ridin’ wit’ us, he ain’t ride, uh
It’s do or die ni-, just give me teflon love until we die ni-
Whether right or you wrong I’m gon’ slide wit’ you
Me and you against the world I’m picking sides wit’ you
They know

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