On The Edge (feat. Josh White, JussTheLoyal & Turbeazy)
MulaManDam
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Ugh ugh Damn right, what I saw that bitch look at me on the walk out That's the same one that saw me on the walk in All of this ganja and gruella my calling Look at me nigga, I'm very important He want me to front him my shit is imported I push the button the engine is roaring I can not front Girl I'm a spit like a Glock when it dump I'm on the edge with a chop in the trunk Bro you ain't score on the wok in a month No Call me conceited I'm calling it confidence Word to my mother these niggas is bums You sweep it under the rug Ugh Girl I'm a act like I'm blind Ugh I think that boy off the dust Ugh No I don't f*ck with his kind Who that nigga flying by Just like Cena They can't see him Big ass nigga in a beater Better join them you can't beat them Why they trying to blow my high I'm in Florida with my feet up Dip to Cali for the re-up Niggas never flipped no pack I'm in the trap till the sky turn black Now I move that work and I spit that crack Bad bitch on me with a ass so fast I'm a lose my breathe when I hit it from the back Don't give a f*ck what you talking bout I had to take my own path it's a different route If that bitch pussy trash I'm a kick her out If she step outta line I'm a pick her out Now that bitch Now that bitch Now that bitch shaking got the Holy Ghost She not fucking with me, I do the most Pull up with some shooters, they clear the coast You playing with my bread, I turn you to toast Yeah You niggas sick, you gross Yeah I do not brag or boast I be running to the money Usain Bolt Balling like Eli no I'm not a Colt She said that Mulamandam is the goat I ready been running shit f*ck a vote Niggas just fold like a envelope I'm going for gold f*ck a Introscope Niggas selling souls just to get a check Anything for rings like Belichick Hit them with a shell in his turtle neck Had to send little Johnny on a quest Beat the beat up feeling like I'm quest love I don't like fast bitches that's a set up Why you getting next to me cuz I'm next up Trying to get saved from me cuz I'm blessed huh 3 sixteens just like Austin Better watch the stunner got to move cautious Heavy weight champ, man the belt enormous Lie, cheat, steal, Eddie taught me more shit Just popped a Addie now I'm doing more shit So much metal on me like a war ship Shawty let it ring but it ain't with courtship You ain't gang gang nigga you a tourist Talking bout a Porsche riding in a Taurus I saw that bitch look at me on the walk out That's the same one that saw me on the walk in All of this ganja and gruella my calling Look at me nigga I'm very important He want me to front him my shit is imported I push the button the engine is roaring I can not front Girl I'm a spit like a Glock when it dump I'm on the edge with a chop in the trunk Bro you ain't score on the wok in a month No
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Written by: Ismail Shabazz, Josh White, Justin Redd, Karsheam Simpkins II
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