SosMula – Trap King lyrics

[Intro]
Fuck outta here
Haha, Mula!

[Chorus]
Who the trap god? 'Cause I'm the trap king (Fuck 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)
Niggas acting funny (Fuck outta here), when the cash came
I was getting money, before the rap game (Mula)
I'm stuck in my ways, so fuck the rap game (Fuck outta here)
Who the trap god? 'Cause I'm the trap king (Mula)

[Verse 1]
I'm the trap king, you old pussy niggas (Fuck outta here)
I was in the streets when you was playing hooky, nigga (Mula)
I cook 100 grams into a cookie, nigga (Pyrex)
'Cause I'm the trap king, you just a rookie, nigga (Fuck outta here)
I been doing this, you niggas new to this (New to this)
I cook up in the pot and I ain't never lose a bit (I ain't lose shit)
90,000 in dimes, I got stupid nicks (Mula)
I'm stingy with the money, I'm on my Jewish shit (Ha)
I'm on another level, these niggas lil' kids (Lil' kids)
Look, I'm eating good, I got a lil' big (Mula)
With your lil' safe, up in your lil' crib (Fuck 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 (Fuck 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)
Niggas acting funny (Fuck outta here), when the cash came
I was getting money, before the rap game (Mula)
I'm stuck in my ways, so fuck the rap game (Fuck outta here)
Who the trap god? 'Cause I'm the trap king (Mula)

[Verse 2]
They talking trap shit, they ain't got no bands (Fuck outta here)
They copping fives and tens, they ain't got no grams (Fuck nigga)
These niggas hoes man, they ain't got no chance (Hoe nigga)
I turned a whole gram into a snowman (Mula)
I just bailed out, nigga, and came back again (Jenny)
My block fire, even fucking trapper men (That shit 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)

[Chorus]
Who the trap god? 'Cause I'm the trap king (Fuck 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)
Niggas acting funny (Fuck outta here), when the cash came
I was getting money, before the rap game (Mula)
I'm stuck in my ways, so fuck the rap game (Fuck outta here)
Who the trap god? 'Cause I'm the trap king (Mula)