Bukkake

[Verse 1: SosMula] Mula! Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, these niggas straight hoes (Fuck outta here) Hol' up, hol' up, real bitches turn to fake hoes (Huh?) Never cuff them bitches, we just choo-choo train hoes (Skrrt, skrrt) Me and ZillaKami, we just fucked the same hoes (Slide) [Verse 2: ZillaKami] Yeah, I ain't never scared to fucking air it out (Okay, okay) Yeah, balling like I'm Allen, let me Aaron out Yeah, what's that in my coat? You already know (What's up?) Hey, and you know my ho is the centerfold [Verse 3: SosMula] MST's be sagging, nigga, I'm always strapped with that big 40 (Blaow!) Serving niggas my gun now when they come and get them bricks off me (Pull up) Swear to god, a real dope boy, all them old niggas ain't got shit on me (Fuck outta here) Scrape it out that pot, nigga, it's all in your wrist, shawty [Verse 4: ZillaKami] My bitch cocaine, and she go both ways I pull up on your block just hoping I'ma catch a stain They see what's in my blunt, bitch, I'm smoking propane They see what's in your blunt, bitch, you smoking rogain, bitch [Chorus: ZillaKami and SosMula] I heard you niggas was talking all that tough stuff (Boom-boom-boom-boom!) I heard you niggas was tryna hold your guns up I heard y'all niggas was gonna leave me wet, ayy But listen niggas, I'm sleeping with my TEC, ayy I heard you niggas was talking all that tough stuff (Boom-boom-boom-boom!) I heard you niggas was tryna hold your guns up I heard y'all niggas was gonna leave me wet, ayy But listen niggas, I'm sleeping with my TEC, ayy [Verse 5: SosMula] I just put some money in your wifey pockets (Mula!) She gon' let me slide like it's icey hockey (Slide!) Niggas jacket stain, never caught a body (MBF) My bitch ass is fake, I just bought her body [Verse 6: ZillaKami] Yeah, yeah, ayy Bitch, I keep the piece so I can keep the peace Ayy, like a brace face, metal on my teeth Ayy, your bitch got saliva dripping off my meat Ayy, like a pacemake she gon' get the beats [Verse 7: SosMula] All my fucking opps, all them niggas Gram watching Got too many racks, you see them rubber bands popping Remember me from auntie crib? Bagging up and gram chopping Now I'm 'bout the swipe life, had to get the scams rockin' [Verse 8: ZillaKami] Yeah, yeah, dripping off the blunt, smoking straight wax I'm sipping out the cup, tipping off Thraxx And little bitch, I do not know your name, yeah And little bitch, you'll never be my main, yeah [Chorus: ZillaKami and SosMula] I heard you niggas was talking all that tough stuff (Boom-boom-boom-boom!) I heard you niggas was tryna hold your guns up I heard y'all niggas was gonna leave me wet, ayy But listen niggas, I'm sleeping with my TEC, ayy I heard you niggas was talking all that tough stuff (Boom-boom-boom-boom!) I heard you niggas was tryna hold your guns up I heard y'all niggas was gonna leave me wet, ayy But listen niggas, I'm sleeping with my TEC, ayy (Blaow!) [Outro: SosMula] Man, fuck wrong with these niggas, man? You already know how we rockin', man ZillaKami, SosMula, City Morgue, man MBF, man Don't make me put them MBs on your hills, boy, huh Push the fuckin' button on one of you niggas, nigga Ayo, Zilla, pull up with that RPG, nigga Blow your fuckin' house up, nigga That shit wavy