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wiu - tone mula lyrics

cheefy montana beats
ay ay bro nem (h*llo?)
this that n*gga tone mula?

(who the f*ck is this mane?)
that n*gga that be flexing on the gram
with all them big bands in his hands
that n*gga that be having the guns mane
(who is u?)
ay, bra let’s go get that n*gga mane
ay, bro t, ay hand me that glock mane for real
(oh, sh*t!)
that n*gga went and got the glock (mula!)
i thought that n*gga was playing?
oh, sh*t them mula gang n*ggas ain’t playing!
(aye!)
(oh, sh*t!)
(aye!)
(oh, sh*t!)
(aye!)
(mula!)

i’m tryna go cop me a coupe
a n*gga be high to the roof
said he know me but i don’t know you (who is you?)
n*ggas broke and they don’t got no juice
who is you?
who is you? (who is you?)
n*ggas lost and they don’t have no clue
shorty stuck to the kid like some glue (like some glue)
said he know me but i don’t know you

who is you?
who is you? (who is you?)
who is you?
who is you? (who is you?)
who is you?
who is you? (who is you?)
who is you?
who is you? (who is you?)

i’m tryna go cop me a coupe (tryna go cop me a)
a n*gga be high to the roof (a n*gga be high to the)
said he know me but i don’t know you (who is you?)
n*ggas broke and they don’t got no juice

mula, look
a n*gga been gone for a while
n*gga be plottin’ so i can’t show no smile
i see these lil n*ggas stealing my style
but the green on my head got em’ thinking i’m kyle
can’t trust these b*tches ’cause really they foul
they’ll f*ck you up leave yo ass with a child
just giving heads up ’cause these b*tches be wild
she suck on the tip like that sh*t was a mile
was born on the five but was still on the nile
call up bro t, you get hit with that pow
said f*ck a job won’t see me in no aisle
stacking this cash tryna’ make me a pile
said i fell off but i’m thinking like how?
that’s that lil sh*t that i cannot allow
i play with her p*ssy until it meow
n*ggas want beef we bring beef like a cow aye
n*ggas be capin’ like b*tches
these b*tches be switching just watch how i get it
after while ima pull up with them benji’s
i just copped a semi i keep that b*tch with me
n*ggas think they is untouchable
but i grant wishes lil homie i think that i’m timmy
shorty she all in her feelings she just want my money
but swear that she don’t get a penny aye
all of these n*ggas be envy aye
these b*tches won’t get a penny aye
smoking gas like i’m bob marley
a n*gga so high i can’t finish my sentence aye
they like lil mu how fit all them bands
in yo pants, lil homie cause they skinny? aye
n*ggas be speaking so i call bro t
and he tell be there in a jiffy aye

f*ck n*ggas talm’ bout?
free don, free badass mane
f*ck twelve
haha
aye, aye, aye

- tone mula lyrics

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