MulaManDam - A Lot (feat. Turbeazy & Big Milo)

Moving the pack
Young nigga
Huah
Pack young nigga trapping a lot
Huah
Huah
Woah
Yeah
Moving the pack young nigga trapping a lot
Huh
All you niggas do is talk, y'all just been capping a lot
Huah
I been trapped up in the booth yea I been rapping a lot
Woah
Tell lil baby pull up I got her clapping a lot
Hoe
He talking hot now I'm just spinning the block
Huh
I've been outside just me and my Glock
Woah-ha
Mobbing with my brothers yea that's all I got
(All I got nigga)
I don't give a fuck you got keys nigga I keep it on lock
Yeah
I'm gnarly the way that I rock
Outside with a broom and a mop
She in love with the flavor I don't got a clock
Tell me what you need I got it in stock
Keep one eye open feel like Fetty Wap
I'mma kick in the door no I don't wanna knock
I'mma pull up with that heater its hot
All this Mula don't know if I need it or not
I tell her to wait
Wait wait
Niggas gon' pop out like a jack in the box
Came from the dark side always repping the block
Niggas ain't pick me so I'm picking the lock
Yeah
Send em on store run we ain't feeling his vibe
Outcast he is not from the tribe
3k I flipped it all at a time
So much chicken had to bake me a pie
I need some collard greens that some cash on the side
I tell her to stop watching cuz she waisting ya time
That's a false start baby crossing the line
Shorty she thicker the peanut butter
I wanna get you in shape like a cookie cutter
I used to ball in these streets like I be in Ruckers
You can get lined with that cap like you keep a trucker
Outside with a broom and a mop
I'm his maid sweeping up all his ops
Throwing shade he know I got the drop
Hot grabba yea its gon' hit ya top
Calling my phone want his baby to pull up
Before I pull up yea he is doing push up
Woke up next day like where the casa took us
Damn where the casa took us
Said that's my money and I need it now
Jumpin ya hoe and we flipping the pounds
We on the road drive right thru your your town
Ice on my wrist and my chains make em drown
I gotta go, don't wait on no lines
Mike Jay I remember the times
Riding dirty no I ain't pay the fine
He fuck with me cuz we are the same sign
Moving the pack young nigga trapping a lot
Huh
All you niggas do is talk, y'all just been capping a lot
Huah
I been trapped up in the booth yea I been rapping a lot
Woah
Tell lil baby pull up I got her clapping a lot
Hoe
He talking hot now I'm just spinning the block
Huh
I've been outside just me and my Glock
Woah-ha
Mobbing with my brothers yea that's all I got
(All I got nigga)
I don't give a fuck you got keys nigga I keep it on lock

Written by:
Ismail Shabazz, Karsheam Simpkins II

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