Yae yae yae yaaaaae'

"And you know how I stay floating"

Yae I be floating, I be floating

Counting all this bread got me toasted

Hot boy since a jit my mind been roasted

"Ha ha ha" let me stop, fuck the ops, do you smell what i'm cooking? You could get rocked

I'm spaced out on that moon rock bumping to 2pac

I just replace my old bitch with a yellow bone and she be thugging like 2pac

She grew up around killers so she quick to snap like she in a roadblock

But that shit real sexy

She can get petty

Stop blowing my high, i'm floating right now

I might just pop me a zany just hoping i calm down

Tell me (REPEAT) have you seen the back of my eyes lids

It's been 3,4 i haven't seen them in a while

Just spent some hundreds on Ralph PJ's for no reason

But still no sleeping, i can do that on the weekends

To much codeine got me slurring when I'm speaking

If money grows on tree then I'm never leave

Yae I be floating, I be floating

Counting all this bread got me toasted

Hot boy since a jit my mind been roasted

"Ha ha ha" let me stop, fuck the ops, do you smell what i'm cooking? You could get rocked

I already got these **** thinking that i done made it

You going to take what from who, my name is Mula Rup, **** come take it

I got them Haitians across that water that's been itching to turn super Satan

No ju ju but they'll dance on the beat and have you walking naked

Don't get it mistaken

None of my **** counterfeit we all hundred, ain't no faking

If you want beef then I'll leave you fired up like bacon

My stomach aching

Keep a Bemer on the glitzy no shaking

Like bleach on blue jeans bitch I'm faded

Eman drinking way to much he wasted

Spook keeps a glitzy so your soul is what we're taking

Yae I be floating, I be floating

Counting all this bread got me toasted

Hot boy since a jit my mind been roasted

"Ha ha ha" let me stop, fuck the ops, do you smell what i'm cooking? You could get rocked