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mula gzz - i'm lit lyrics

[intro: a.i hound & mula gzz]
ayo, f+ck the opps, y’all n+ggas be on my d+ck
that’s [?]
look, i’ma come home, y’all could never get trippy back
[?] right now, f+ck the opps
grrt, baow

[verse 1: mula gzz & velly vellz]
shooters hop out, it’s lit (yes)
spin on the gang, get hit (grrt+baow)
run up on me, catch a [?] (baow, baow)
shooters hop out, five deep on the mission (yeah)
i had the deuce, so i hit him (baow)
i was so tight, that i ain’t have the smithin (huh?)
they call up dot, didn’t lift ’em
free [?], he fry ’em like chicken (yeah)
who was gon’ spin? we spin (yeah)
what we gon’ spin? it’s lit (it’s lit)
come on we spin, we got the stick (baow, baow, baow, baow)
hollow tips hit ’em, and knock off his leg (baow, baow, baow, baow)
i got a gun, bend blocks
run up on me, send shots
yeah wе the jets, we been hot (huh?)
yеah we the jets, we been hot (grrt, buh+buh+buh)
i call banga, he stain ’em (huh?)
i call spazz, he change ’em (yeah)
back out the chops, but these hollows gon’ flame ’em (back out the—, huh?)
back out the chops, but these hollows gon’ flame ’em (yeah)
i spot a opp, shots fly (gang)
[?] jet when i walk in the spot (huh?)
[?] jet when i walk in the spot (huh?)
[?] jet when i walk in the spot (huh?)
hold on, let’s just start it with trippy
n+gga got whacked, they mad, get with me (stupid)
co+come on my zip, sh+t sticky
tell ’em come spin, i’ma shoot up they renty (grrt, bah+bah)
free ranbro, he sticky
free 38, and it’s still f+ck trippy (free the guys)
i’ma go spin in some yeezy
don’t need a mask, yeah i need them to see me
b+tch on my d+ck, she gon’ eat+eat
back out my d+ck, and she keep sayin’, “feed me” (huh?)
b+tch on my d+ck, she gon’ eat+eat
back out my d+ck, and she keep sayin’, “feed me” (huh?)
said, b+tch on my d+ck, she gon’ eat+eat
back out my d+ck, and she keep sayin’, “feed me” (yeah)
b+tch on my d+ck, she gon’ eat+eat
back out my d+ck, and she keep sa— (treesh)
b+tch i’m lit, i know (huh?)
they on d+ck, i know (yeah)
vellz gon’ dump, i know (facts)
blocks [?] (yeah)
gang
it’s spazz lil’ b+tch
gang, gang, gang (rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah)
[verse 2: velly vellz]
b+tch i’m lit (gang), i know (yeah)
so you gotta go, you ain’t tryna get hit (ain’t tryna get hit)
i keep a pole i ain’t goin’ like trip’ (i ain’t goin’ like trip’)
she won’t leave me alone, said she just wanna l!ck
bl!ck got a d+ck (d+ck, d+ck)
and i know that lil’ mula ain’t shootin’ to miss (grrah)
that’s my lil’ brother and gangsta, on brodie
if anyone touch him it’s gonna get lit (on bro)

[bridge: velly vellz]
if anyone touch my boy, then we uppin’ toys
187 it’s a doa (on brodie)
my n+ggas from the north, up on every scope
everybody know we don’t play (on brodie)
if you know about bad c+ck, b+tches mad hot
they know that’s where them shooters lay (b+tch, b+tch)
if they get to shootin’, that’s how i’ma stay (b+tch, b+tch)
beam got a pole, now you playin’ my game (gang, gang)

[verse 3: velly vellz]
so you got a pole, i know (what?)
when you see a opp, why the f+ck you ain’t blow? (what?)
now you called broke, n+gga you a b+tch
we don’t snitch like trip’, young cap up the scope (for the gang)
free ally with the stick, first time brodie miss
everybody talkin’ sh+t, like he ain’t trained to go (what? what?)
all my n+ggas aimin’ to put tags on toes
the headhunters target, if y’all n+ggas ain’t know (boom, boom, boom, boom)
my n+ggas got leg shots, chest shots
[?] got me in a leg lock
opps gettin’ beat up, stabbed, shot
f+ck with 300, then they gon’ keep comin’
so them n+ggas got some new dead opps (rrr)
spin ’round, send shots (rrr)
send shots, bend blocks (rrr)
bend blocks, send shots
bend blocks on ’em (bend blocks)
jay block don’t [?]
we gon’ need more than a dot for ’em (on bro)
n+ggas stay talkin’ stuff on the ‘net, but don’t spin where i’m at
the spinner can’t wait to go pop somethin’ (baow+baow, b+tch)
[?] get a stick, n+gga stop runnin’
your mans got whacked, gon’ drop somethin’ (baow)
is you gon’ blow? we don’t care if the (axel) cops comin’, b+tch (gang, gang)

- mula gzz lyrics

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