Shoes Tied - YSN Flow

I’m ridin' with all that money must be why I keep a stick

My shoes forever tied so you know I can never trip

L462, ayy

Spark up, spark up

Blind to all that fuck shit must be why I keep a stick

My shoes forever tied so you know I can never trip

Ranch 'cause I be dressing straight designer, bitch I drip

Crop him out the picture with this cannon on my hip

And this cannon got a red dot

Aim for headshots, cut his dreadlocks

Hope he got his ID, 'cause his ass might get his head popped

Better not, got a bread knot from that med drop

Young but I be trappin' to them fiends who need them meds popped

Got no regrets so watch how you step, fuck 'round and get stepped on

And them boys watch up on me, 'cause they know I got this TEC on me

And I hang 'round some savages who walk like they got vests on

Put titties on a Glock and shoot this bitch until yo' neck gone

Gucci shoes look like a lick when I was running from 12

My past been catchin' up I hope I don’t end up in that cell

Y’all only focus on my wrongs but I’ve been tryna prevail

It’s always fuck 'em that’s forever let my die when I fell

Blind to all that fuck shit must be why I keep a stick

My shoes forever tied so you know I can never trip

Ranch 'cause I be dressing straight designer, bitch I drip

Crop him out the picture with this cannon on my hip

And this cannon got a red dot

Aim for headshots, cut his dreadlocks

Hope he got his ID, 'cause his ass might get his head popped

Better not, got a bread knot from that med drop

Young but I be trappin' to them fiends who need them meds popped

I got this cannon on my hip and I’m gon' blow

Hoes they got to packin', you know he bringing me pesos

Invested in the trap but I still rock, that’s just to lay low (Aye, aye)

Mix drugs with Faygo

'Cause I still be livin' fast and hittin' licks and kicking doors

Bitches hit my phone when I got cheese man I be mixin' hoes

And I got designer Gucci, Prada, I be mixin' clothes

50s and them 20s and them blue strips I be mixin' dough

Blind to all that fuck shit must be why I keep a stick

My shoes forever tied so you know I can never trip

Ranch 'cause I be dressing straight designer, bitch I drip

Crop him out the picture with this cannon on my hip

And this cannon got a red dot

Aim for headshots, cut his dreadlocks

Hope he got his ID, 'cause his ass might get his head popped

Better not, got a bread knot from that med drop

Young but I be trappin' to them fiends who need them meds popped

Young but I be trappin' to those fiends who need them meds popped