Mula Komin In (feat. Lil Novi)

(Awake)

Hol' 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 know what I'm doin', don't gotta prove

My pockets blue, 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 pocket, my fit cost more, yeah

Fuck that lil' bih, 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

Hol' 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 (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 14, 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 dawg, 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

Hol' 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)

I'm bringin' the bag in, yeah (Mula Baby, big Mula Baby) the mula comin' in, yeah

I'm bringin' the bag in, yeah (Mula Baby, big Mula Baby) the mula comin' in, yeah

Mula comin' in, yeah (Mula Baby, big Mula Baby)

The mula comin' in, yeah (Mula Baby, big Mula Baby)

The mula, the mula (Mula Baby)

Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Young mula, baby