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sosmula - trap king lyrics

[intro]
f-ck outta here
haha, mula!

[chorus]
who the trap god? ’cause i’m the trap king (f-ck outta here)
i loan one of these, i’ll be back spring (i’ll be back)
feds know sosa, my real last name (mula!)
look, i got the biggest boulders in this crack game (that’s a fact)
n-gg-s acting funny (f-ck outta here), when the cash came
i was getting money, before the rap game (mula)
i’m stuck in my ways, so f-ck the rap game (f-ck outta here)
who the trap god? ’cause i’m the trap king (mula)

[verse 1]
i’m the trap king, you old p-ssy n-gg-s (f-ck outta here)
i was in the streets when you was playing hooky, n-gg- (mula)
i cook 100 grams into a cookie, n-gg- (pyrex)
’cause i’m the trap king, you just a rookie, n-gg- (f-ck outta here)
i been doing this, you n-gg-s new to this (new to this)
i cook up in the pot and i ain’t never lose a bit (i ain’t lose sh-t)
90,000 in dimes, i got stupid nicks (mula)
i’m stingy with the money, i’m on my jewish sh-t (ha)
i’m on another level, these n-gg-s lil’ kids (lil’ kids)
look, i’m eating good, i got a lil’ big (mula)
with your lil’ safe, up in your lil’ crib (f-ck outta here)
i sell a lot of crack, you sell a lil’ bit (mula)

[chorus]
who the trap god? ’cause i’m the trap king (f-ck outta here)
i loan one of these, i’ll be back spring (i’ll be back)
feds know sosa, my real last name (mula)
look, i got the biggest boulders in this crack game (that’s a fact)
n-gg-s acting funny (f-ck outta here), when the cash came
i was getting money, before the rap game (mula)
i’m stuck in my ways, so f-ck the rap game (f-ck outta here)
who the trap god? ’cause i’m the trap king (mula)

[verse 2]
they talking trap sh-t, they ain’t got no bands (f-ck outta here)
they copping fives and tens, they ain’t got no grams (f-ck n-gg-)
these n-gg-s hoes man, they ain’t got no chance (hoe n-gg-)
i turned a whole gram into a snowman (mula)
i just bailed out, n-gg-, and came back again (jenny)
my block fire, even f-cking trapper men (that sh-t on fire)
my plug got them bricks, he manufacturin’ (churn it out, churn it out)
now you be switching on me like, “you selling crack again?” (crack)
i live a 88 lifestyle, i’m hostile (ha)
i’ll do anything to take care of my child (that’s a fact)
my whole hood gang-banging, it’s like chi-town (ea)
i can’t wait to get home and break a pie down (mula)

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