mula komin in

Lil Wayne

(Awake)

Hold up, like (Keyboard)
Why you stealin me and my twin s swag?
You re goin broke, boys
Hell nah, I can t go that way, no
I m just laughin to the bank, yeah, yeah
The mula comin in, yeah, yeah
I m bringin the bag in, yeah
The mula comin in, yeah
I m bringin the bag in, yeah
The mula comin in, yeah
The mula comin in, yeah
The mula comin in, yeah
The mula, the mula

I know some niggas shoot at your medulla
Rick Owens shirt, I m flyer
Rick Owens kicks, I m fire
Expensive weed, I m higher than you
I m tired of you
Yeah, I hit send, then I m tired of you
She knows what I m doin , don t gotta prove my pockets blue
But my brother cup is red too (Red)
All-black Hellcat
But the inside red like Deadpool (All red)
Yeah, all-black, bitch upgraded
Not tryna say it cause we gon shoot you
First, call up them young niggas that do the worst, yeah
I think my twin just popped a Perc , hold up, yeah
I just paid a thousand for this coat, hell yeah
I m sippin Shardai, the benefits of bein with a player
Rockin all black every day like a raven
Fuck that lil bankroll you got in your pockets
My fit cost more, yeah
Fuck that lil bitch, baby girl
I ll pull up in a Porsche (Skrrt)
I accidentally pulled your bitch
Cause I broke the score, yeah
I m just gettin to this money like it s a chore, huh, yeah
I m just gettin to the money like it s a chore, lil Mula

Hold up, like
Why you stealin me and my twin s swag?
You re goin broke, boys
Hell nah, I can t go that way, no
I m just laughin to the bank, yeah, yeah
The mula comin in, yeah, yeah
I m bringin the bag in, yeah
The mula comin in, yeah
I m bringin the bag in, yeah
The mula comin in, yeah
The mula comin in, yeah
The mula comin in, yeah
The mula

I know some niggas shoot at your medulla
I know some niggas that crack your chalupa
I know some bitches that hack your computer
Bodies, we catch em like Puka Nacua
I ma take off in the coupe like a puma
Smoke you like a Cuban, but no Gooding Jr
Popped me some Percs, they the size of your pupil
I m not a hooper, bitch, I m just a shooter
That s lil Mula, that s my son, he my youngest
I told that nigga, Get money, he done it
He take after me, I m the big apple tree
And you know the apple don t fall too far from it
He only fourteen, but that s nothin but numbers
He fuckin your daughter, I m fuckin your woman
We get to the bread like a bun in the oven
Take shots at your head, three, two, one, let them bust it
Balls hog in this ho
My bitch a dog, I m on go
I turned up on these niggas and then I lost the remote
Can t fuck her raw if she broke
Can t fuck her raw if she broke
This presidential Rolex should encourage y all to go vote
Meatball, fettuccini
Speed off, Lamborghini
Superstars, bright as Venus
Red flag, pledge allegiance
They bite the swag like they fingers
I m a dirtbag, still, I m the cleanest
Only God could judge me, no subpoenas
Been Mula Baby since a fetus

Hold up, like
Why you stealin me and my twin s swag?
You re goin broke, boys (Free, free)
Hell nah (Free, free, free)
I can t go that way, no (Free, free)
I m just laughin to the bank, yeah, yeah (It s just me)
The mula comin in, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
I m bringin the bag in, yeah
The mula comin in, yeah
I m bringin the bag in, yeah
The mula comin in, yeah
The mula comin in, yeah
The mula comin in, yeah
The mula, the mula

Mula Baby, big Mula Baby (The mula comin in, yeah, yeah)
Mula Baby, big Mula Baby (I m bringin the bag in, yeah)
(The mula comin in, yeah, I m bringin the bag in, yeah)
Mula Baby, big Mula Baby (I m bringin the bag in, yeah)
Mula Baby, big Mula Baby (The mula comin in, yeah)
Mula Baby, big Mula Baby (The mula comin in, yeah)
Mula Baby (The mula, the mula)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Young mula, baby