Young Chop - Mula lyrics

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Young Chop - Mula lyrics

[Intro: Sean] After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it [Bridge: Sean] Where my real n***as that's gon' ride for me Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me Where my real n***as that's gon' ride for me Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me [Hook: Sean] Ain't nothing more important than the mula Ain't nothing more important than the mula Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah [Verse 1: Sean] Tell the police I'mma stack this paper 'til I overdose Whodie holdie slowly back yo b**h a** up, you over close I overflow all over hoes, my n***as is over hype Shooting up your Phantom, now they call your sh** the Holy ghost Mercy, Lord would you please have mercy And protect me from the hoes that when life ain't sweet, they gon' desert me Shut the f** up, and stand up when you see me, like I'm the verdict That's respect, now I got your wifey, and you back to using that Jergens Hurting, sipping, spilling, tipping, for my n***as who done pa**ed way Charge your a** a f** you fee, and make you pay your tax today I'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Cast Away Put that money in my shooter hands, and tell him blast away I feel like getting paper is my destiny 'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe Told my mom get what you want, then just leave the rest to me Ain't no motherf**ing rest for me [Hook x2] [Verse 2: French Montana] Ain't nothing more important than the mula Diamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler I got cars, cribs all in my neck Got them M's all in that bank Griff, Blake all in that paint Stacking bread, come watch me plank Pray of never dying broke Getting cases by the boat We ain't shopping, buy the store Shorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate Stacking all this money homie, tryna see that ceiling break Mula ain't everything homie, it's the only thing Came from a hall of piss, straight to the hall of fame Talk money, we got it, f** boy, shoot your stylist Eating good, I ain't brolic, I'm just chasing them commas My n***as ride that five, and my b**h a ten Got that China white, call it Jeremy Lin Ain't nothing more important than the mula My chain, a fridge, deep freezer, and a cooler [Hook x2] [Bridge]