Wass Ties

Lyrics

[Intro: Houdini] They want the gang to get signed Money still be on my mind, uh Still money on my mind, uh Turn that up Kudo [Chorus: Houdini & Burna Bandz] No word of a lie Can't leave my brothers behind Money still be on my mind Got Wass ties They want the gang to get signed, but it's gonna take us some time Wass ties, fly the fam to Dubai, all for the love of the guys Fast life, fancy car, flashy ice Reach for, think twice And I'm on a road, you know I stick to the code You know that I'll never fold I'm coolin' wit' bro, he got a Glock 4 0 Aim for the top, not the toe Aim for the nose, leave the case closed And your bitch chose, she already know Fly cross the country to trap out the home Young nigga thug, real to the bone [Verse 1: Houdini & Burna Bandz] Fly cross the country to trap out the home (I'm flying) We used to serve all the stones (Stones) We made a killin' up all of these phones (Killin') Remember the days livin' off zones It's just a shame I'm fuckin' his hoe Whatever I say, you know it go Whatever I made, know can't fold The price of my Range if I want a Rover The price of my Range if I want a Rover (Yeah) If we miss his top, then he had a clover (Lucky) Shawty lookin' for some closure (What) She want me to tell her it's over (Wack) Roll wit' them demons in the lights And we drift, and we creepin' at night (In the light) Trappin' and duckin' the D's while niggas be sleeping at night Man, these niggas be sleeping at night (Sleeping at night) So, these niggas be sleeping all day (Sleeping all day) 'Cause these niggas they ain't getting paid (Ain't getting paid) And they ain't got no one to blame (No one to blame) VVS diamond, shine bright (Bling) And my Fendi drip, going blind She wanna fuck with me for the night (Yeah) By the morning, gotta catch a flight [Chorus: Houdini & Burna Bandz] No word of a lie Can't leave my brothers behind Money still be on my mind Got Wass ties They want the gang to get signed, but it's gonna take us some time Wass ties, fly the fam to Dubai, all for the love of the guys Fast life, fancy car, flashy ice Reach for, think twice And I'm on a road, you know I stick to the code You know that I'll never fold I'm coolin' wit' bro, he got a Glock 4 0 Aim for the top, not the toe Aim for the nose, leave the case closed And your bitch chose, she already know Fly cross the country to trap out the home Young nigga thug, real to the bone [Verse 2: Houdini & Burna Bandz] Like, fuck a mob tie Nigga, we got Wass ties And I gave him frog eyes Run up, bought some more ice (Ice, ice) Bro spin a block for the fourth time He caught a opp with a goldmine (Woo) With this 09, bad ass kids in 09 I got me a trapline Tell me who wanna get co-signed? He wanna rap on a track, but he talkin' so cap And the nigga got no rhymes Ayy, ayy They rapping, they cappin', they lying (Cap) A nigga in the field, Dez Bryant (Dez Bryant) "My Wassa, my Wassa" no slime, like fuck him he ain't one of mine We do this shit all the time (Huh?) Flash shit, everywhere we go (Go) Keep it, everywhere we go What the day brings, see, never know And she a opp, I already know I done got the word from bro (Yeah) If she try set me up, I'ma dust a bitch, and that's word to bro (35) [Chorus: Houdini & Burna Bandz] No word of a lie Can't leave my brothers behind Money still be on my mind Got Wass ties They want the gang to get signed, but it's gonna take us some time Wass ties, fly the fam to Dubai, all for the love of the guys Fast life, fancy car, flashy ice Reach for, think twice And I'm on a road, you know I stick to the code You know that I'll never fold I'm coolin' wit' bro, he got a Glock 4 0 Aim for the top, not the toe Aim for the nose, leave the case closed And your bitch chose, she already know Fly cross the country to trap out the home Young nigga thug, real to the bone [Outro] Turn that up Kudo