Mob Ties OFB (Ft. Headie One, Monkey (67) & Rv)

[Intro: Headie One]
Turn, turn, turn, turn
Sykes, Sykes
AbelThePlug
Turn, turn, turn, turn

[Verse 1: Headie One]
Three for twenty, four for thirty
This foreign one is worth that Mel B (Turn, turn)
I'm in and out that trap house
Smash dem packs out ’til man wealthy (Turn)
This white was made in a bando
Defo weren't made in Chelsea (One)
And runnin' down all them opps is defo what made me healthy (One)
Finesse that back hand grip on my Rambo
You’re defo gon' make that gurney (Su-su)
I've ridden in a jail house, fist a man up
Like how did I make that servery
They wonder how I got my sentence and served it
Touch road doin' up old school servin' (Turn, turn)
Ten fiends in the bando, comfy
I treat the T house like Merlin (Ay)
All I need is one ching
My bro said I'm forcin' it when I twin
Man splash it on your place, that's sauce on spill
Last thing he saw was my old gold grills
I can tell you ’bout the maddest of losses
How I really took ones that killed (One)
Now I’m at the table with bro
And he said he made a quarter mil'
You know how much I love O
I do it up ’til this cash can't fold
It's two and a blue, I put it up all in there
I really love Pyrex bowls and stoves
Two country phones, that's how we do it up and go
(Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn)
And that’s what you call wash and wear