Trippin
Gang, gang, gang (gang, gang, gang)
Gang, gang, gang (gang, gang, gang)
Mula (Mula)
This that ole' shit
(Gang) gang in this bitch, gang, gang (gang, gang)
Gang in this bitch, gang, gang (take a gang)
Call me Mula Sosa, bang, bang (bang, ah)
Call me Mula Sosa, bang, bang
I just popped me a lil' perky man, I'm trippin' (ooh)
Think I fucked her with no jimmy, man I'm trippin'
Might just fuck my homie bitch
I'm out here trippin' (I'm out here tweakin')
Niggas talk that rara shit, but I don't listen, nigga
I just popped me a lil' perky man, I'm trippin'
Think I fucked her with no jimmy, man I'm trippin' look
I ain't mean to hit your bitch, but she looked bad to me (lil' bitch)
I been walking with my glizzy, droppin' calories (bah, bah)
Got your bitch all on my dick, she tryna' tackle me (beat it up, bitch)
He can't get in this car if he won't blast with me
Ain't shoot this bitch in a while, know the stack mad at me
These niggas don't want beef, they just want dab with me
You think your homie real? Nah, he look like a rat to me (lil' bitch)
You think your homie real? Man, he look like a rat to me
Nigga, we do hit and runs and we do stop and shoots
Niggas see that flash, lookin' like a photo shoot
In my hood, you got two options, nigga, run or shoot (gang, gang)
The way she blow my dick, look like she play the flute (ooh)
The way one shot the glass, I think they crashed the coupe (ooh, ooh)
Bitch, I'm from the West, I came from canned soup (gang, gang)
The way we got them sticks, it look like we the troops
Yeah, Look
(Gang) gang in this bitch, gang, gang (gang, gang)
Gang in this bitch, gang, gang (take a gang)
Call me Mula Sosa, bang, bang (bang, ah)
Call me Mula Sosa, bang, bang
I just popped me a lil' perky man, I'm trippin' (ooh)
Think I fucked her with no jimmy, man I'm trippin'
Might just fuck my homie bitch
I'm out here trippin' (I'm out here tweakin')
Niggas talk that rara shit, but I don't listen, nigga
I ain't mean to fuck your bitch, but Mula did (mucho sorry)
You talkin' money that shit like music to my ears (money!)
Everything I make, when they grow up, give it to my kids (to my yatch)
On that car comin' down that block
Who that is? Man up that fuckin' glizzy!
If you see a window come down, you better get fuckin' busy
Let them niggas really know who run this fuckin' city (okay)
I ain't tryna' sound cocky, but who fuckin' with me? (Okay)
Bitch, its fuckin' litty (okay)
Bitch, it's gang (gang), gang (gang)
Every nigga with me like to gang bang
And we all rep' the fucking same thing
Huh, you ain't safe
Huh, he ain't sliding for us, homie' niggas in the way (he in the way)
(Gang) gang in this bitch, gang, gang (gang, gang)
Gang in this bitch, gang, gang (take a gang)
Call me Mula Sosa, bang, bang (bang, ah)
Call me Mula Sosa, bang, bang
I just popped me a lil' perky man, I'm trippin' (ooh)
Think I fucked her with no jimmy, man I'm trippin'
Might just fuck my homie bitch
I'm out here trippin' (I'm out here tweakin')
Niggas talk that rara shit, but I don't listen, nigga
Gang, gang, gang (gang, gang, gang)
Mula (Mula)
This that ole' shit
(Gang) gang in this bitch, gang, gang (gang, gang)
Gang in this bitch, gang, gang (take a gang)
Call me Mula Sosa, bang, bang (bang, ah)
Call me Mula Sosa, bang, bang
I just popped me a lil' perky man, I'm trippin' (ooh)
Think I fucked her with no jimmy, man I'm trippin'
Might just fuck my homie bitch
I'm out here trippin' (I'm out here tweakin')
Niggas talk that rara shit, but I don't listen, nigga
I just popped me a lil' perky man, I'm trippin'
Think I fucked her with no jimmy, man I'm trippin' look
I ain't mean to hit your bitch, but she looked bad to me (lil' bitch)
I been walking with my glizzy, droppin' calories (bah, bah)
Got your bitch all on my dick, she tryna' tackle me (beat it up, bitch)
He can't get in this car if he won't blast with me
Ain't shoot this bitch in a while, know the stack mad at me
These niggas don't want beef, they just want dab with me
You think your homie real? Nah, he look like a rat to me (lil' bitch)
You think your homie real? Man, he look like a rat to me
Nigga, we do hit and runs and we do stop and shoots
Niggas see that flash, lookin' like a photo shoot
In my hood, you got two options, nigga, run or shoot (gang, gang)
The way she blow my dick, look like she play the flute (ooh)
The way one shot the glass, I think they crashed the coupe (ooh, ooh)
Bitch, I'm from the West, I came from canned soup (gang, gang)
The way we got them sticks, it look like we the troops
Yeah, Look
(Gang) gang in this bitch, gang, gang (gang, gang)
Gang in this bitch, gang, gang (take a gang)
Call me Mula Sosa, bang, bang (bang, ah)
Call me Mula Sosa, bang, bang
I just popped me a lil' perky man, I'm trippin' (ooh)
Think I fucked her with no jimmy, man I'm trippin'
Might just fuck my homie bitch
I'm out here trippin' (I'm out here tweakin')
Niggas talk that rara shit, but I don't listen, nigga
I ain't mean to fuck your bitch, but Mula did (mucho sorry)
You talkin' money that shit like music to my ears (money!)
Everything I make, when they grow up, give it to my kids (to my yatch)
On that car comin' down that block
Who that is? Man up that fuckin' glizzy!
If you see a window come down, you better get fuckin' busy
Let them niggas really know who run this fuckin' city (okay)
I ain't tryna' sound cocky, but who fuckin' with me? (Okay)
Bitch, its fuckin' litty (okay)
Bitch, it's gang (gang), gang (gang)
Every nigga with me like to gang bang
And we all rep' the fucking same thing
Huh, you ain't safe
Huh, he ain't sliding for us, homie' niggas in the way (he in the way)
(Gang) gang in this bitch, gang, gang (gang, gang)
Gang in this bitch, gang, gang (take a gang)
Call me Mula Sosa, bang, bang (bang, ah)
Call me Mula Sosa, bang, bang
I just popped me a lil' perky man, I'm trippin' (ooh)
Think I fucked her with no jimmy, man I'm trippin'
Might just fuck my homie bitch
I'm out here trippin' (I'm out here tweakin')
Niggas talk that rara shit, but I don't listen, nigga
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Writer(s): Mika Thomas
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