Backwood Q - Mula Rager Lyrics

Yeah, BS2 uh
Aye
I ain't ever dream about the fame baby I just want the mula
I tell her come and meet the whole gang
I got a couple shooters
My lil homie only 17
He got a couple rugers
My old h*** just like the cops
Maybe I can just lose em
Uh
I ain't ever dream about the fame baby I just want the mula
I tell her come and meet the whole gang
I got a couple shooters
My lil homie only 17
He got a couple rugers
My old h*** just like the cops
Maybe I can just lose em
Smoke blowin all in the whip and I'm driving can't see the road
I'm blowing loud like a speakerphone
I be smoking good weed
That's that kush cologne
Yeah, I'm stepping all on the beat
Wit no boots, thats a rocky road
She cant get a load
Cause my heart cold, I can never fold
I can't sell my soul
And my money long
Better not make me grab the glock
On the shelf
Loui V all on my belt
My b**** so bad
Damn that's a technical foul
Got me looking for the ref
Boy where you going
Watch your step
Smoking on loud
But I'm quiet as kept
Had to get the racks
Until it ain't none left
So when my daughter get older
She won't need no help
I ain't ever dream about the fame baby I just want the mula
I tell her come and meet the whole gang
I got a couple shooters
My lil homie only 17
He got a couple rugers
My old h*** just like the cops
Maybe I can just lose em
(Facts)
Uh
I ain't ever dream about the fame baby I just want the mula
I tell her come and meet the whole gang
I got a couple shooters
My lil homie only 17
He got a couple rugers
My old h*** just like the cops
Maybe I can just lose em
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Couple rugers

Yeah, BS2 uh
Aye
I ain't ever dream about the fame baby I just want the mula
I tell her come and meet the whole gang
I got a couple shooters
My lil homie only 17
He got a couple rugers
My old h*** just like the cops
Maybe I can just lose em
Uh
I ain't ever dream about the fame baby I just want the mula
I tell her come and meet the whole gang
I got a couple shooters
My lil homie only 17
He got a couple rugers
My old h*** just like the cops
Maybe I can just lose em
Smoke blowin all in the whip and I'm driving can't see the road
I'm blowing loud like a speakerphone
I be smoking good weed
That's that kush cologne
Yeah, I'm stepping all on the beat
Wit no boots, thats a rocky road
She cant get a load
Cause my heart cold, I can never fold
I can't sell my soul
And my money long
Better not make me grab the glock
On the shelf
Loui V all on my belt
My b**** so bad
Damn that's a technical foul
Got me looking for the ref
Boy where you going
Watch your step
Smoking on loud
But I'm quiet as kept
Had to get the racks
Until it ain't none left
So when my daughter get older
She won't need no help
I ain't ever dream about the fame baby I just want the mula
I tell her come and meet the whole gang
I got a couple shooters
My lil homie only 17
He got a couple rugers
My old h*** just like the cops
Maybe I can just lose em
(Facts)
Uh
I ain't ever dream about the fame baby I just want the mula
I tell her come and meet the whole gang
I got a couple shooters
My lil homie only 17
He got a couple rugers
My old h*** just like the cops
Maybe I can just lose em
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Couple rugers