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Dee Mula
Backed In

[Verse 1: YTB Fatt]
Ah, ah, ah
Made more M's, went and got more killers
Every n***a I love, I made they bond
I got real killers 'cross the country
Never thought about pressin' me 'cause they love me
Presidential fuckin' Rollie, look like Trump
For this bitch, they'll kill your kids and mama
Phone call with bro, he back in the hole
Finna finish this smoke, fuck goin' gold
I know them pussies comin' if they get my lo'
They gave bro fifty-somethin', want fifty for a show (Thousand)
Lit for real, I know (Pop it), rich for real, I know (Rover)
Gangster work (Stylin'), one fuckin' wink, they'll kill you with this pole (Foxes)

[Verse 2: Big Homiie G]
What's the temperature? All this ice on me, I'm freezin'
Bitch say she saw me in person, damn near stopped breathin' (Woah)
You gon' fuck me for this cash or not? Ho, stop teasin'
Remember I went flawless for the first time, I couldn't stop cheesin' (Cheese)
It's gettin' cold, break out them coats, you know it's Glock season (Woah)
I might fuck around and get you whacked for no reason (Woah, woah)
Lil' bro itchin' for a body, don't you be the one (Be the one)
I can't lie, my eyes low behind these Saint Laurents
I don't know what n***as thinkin', I been had my status up
All the cheese that I fuck off, I might go buy a 'Rari truck (Skrrt)
Go to Saks with Fatt tomorrow, blow a twenty, fuck it up
Yeah, them n***as rap and tote a gun, but they ain't tough as us (Woah)
We gon' get him zipped up, touched up and button him up (What else?)
Pastor child, shouldn't've crossed the guys, Lord bless his heart
[Verse 3: Dee Mula]
I can't take him serious, he ain't on nothin', he a fuckin' fraud
Fully on me now, need no security, that's my bodyguard
Hop out the car, get up close, push up on him, stop his whip
N***as ain't survivin' the shit I got stuffed up in this clip
The news say he got hit fifty times, you think they lied?
DOA, couldn't get back up, doctors gon' be wastin' they time
I baked this cake for a month straight just to tap dude across his face (Tap, tap)
Spent 10K on some hot cars, them my n***as trailin' with Dracs
We get the job done, caught him pants down, that boy could not run
Say he want some smoke, let's cut these phones off and have fun
I got shootin' skills like I'm gettin' coached by James Bond
John Wick, caught him tryna run, he got stuck on the fence (Come here)
Caught one n***a fishin' with his bitch, guess who slow with the fish?
I was broke, now that shit fixed, they started the war, now they tryna quit
They throwin' flags in, they really broke, some mad men
You gotta know when we pull up, don't pull forward, back in
I'm high as fuck off Percocets and dead kin, them bags in
I can't beef with no police, you n***as rats, your ass win