U DON'T KNOW ME Lyrics

It's Mula

Major Mula

Mazzy Mula

You know the vibes

Shaolin

Glah Glah Boom

One shot and we knocking his face off

Snatching his yankee, now who he gon' play for?

See a baretta I bet he gon' take off

His hoe try to jump then we knocking her lace off

Body shot, bet he drop, it's winter time but the block is hot

Uh, Slide in a Wraith, nobody safe

Pops a dead man, five shots to the face

Two shots we gon' hit his scolatti

Knocking him down if he try to top me

New drip and I got a new thottie

Walking him down if he try to clock me

Grown man and he getting me tight

If I pull up with Bar I bet he'll take flight

No chance if he get out of order

Taking his life, buck-fifty his wife

Three shots and we hitting his ligaments

Get up and walk, me and bro gon' spin again

Hop out the V, I'm gon' finish him

Time is ticking, time gone, killing him

Waist hot cause you know that I got it

Snatching his chain and running his pockets

Playing games we gon' shoot like a rocket

Watching mad face we gon knock out his socket

Four shots and we hitting medullas

Big guns, clip long like a ruler

And we stay strapped, got heaters in the coolers

Thottie sitting pretty, got a Burkin and a Ruger

Hottest dyke in any city, you know my body

Heart turned black but I keep a thottie

Stay stone cold cause it get rocky

Yeah I shot him, He tried to stop me

U don't know me I keep me a pole-y

Walk in the party your hoe tryna hold me

Y'all don't know me I keep it a stack

Y'all see red while I see black

Bro, up it and boom it, that's a fact

I see black and I'm handing out head taps

Shots to the brain, he gon' ask where his head at

Shots to the limbs, nah you can't get back

Take him apart, call me Jeffrey Dahmer

Once your hoe, now you can't find her

Shawty a munch, and you know she a eater

Me and gang got bread, me and gang gon' feed her

Call up a coroner, I'm good with anatomy

Big body benz, nah you ain't catching me

All black cause I stay moving tactical

Tryna joke on me, It ain't practical

Try to lie on my name and I'm capping you

Don't try to friend me up, I ain't dapping you

This ain't a game you wanna play, I'm a Ivy League

Tryna run me down you gon' be fatigued

You a snitch boy tryna get my cheese

Apply pressure Imma squeeze with ease

If it's halloween then I'm Michael Myers, call Jaime Lee cause it's getting dire

If he pump fake imma up the fire, don't sleep on me cause I'm getting tired

U don't know me I keep me a pole-y

Walk in the party your hoe tryna hold me

Y'all don't know me I keep it a stack

Y'all see red while I see black

Bro, up it and boom it, that's a fact