Mansa Musa

[Chorus: AM]
Du-du-du-da
Corn come fat like Buddha
Banged to the face from Unah
How you gonna touch my mulah?
Man coulda' got that .35
But I want bread like Mansa Musa
That's me tryna eat right
Everyone knows that I love my tuna
Du-du-du-da (Hu-da-da bow!)
Corn come fat like Buddha (Buddha)
Banged to the face from Unah (Unah)
How you gonna touch my mulah?
Man coulda' got that .35
But I want bread like Mansa Musa
That's me tryna eat right
Everyone knows that I love my tuna

[Verse 1: Skengdo]
Hold on, hold on
Man's still running their mouth (Chatty)
All now I ain't been touched
Don't ever use me for clout (Never)
More time I've been doing up work (Working)
And this prick's tryna draw me out (Trying)
But it's cool, it's calm, it's great
Bros rolling with Chief Keef now (Bang-bang-bang)
Bare, "Bro-bro, run-run quick!"
Du-du-du-du-bow
Zip those lips your prick
She sucked my di*k, and you're lipsing it down (sloppy)
Turn it out, don't throw no fists
You ride that (Shh) and you know Xing Xiao
I don't care if you're old or young
You violate me, you're a stupid clown (Stupid)
Lurk round there, watch everyone panic
Black blade, ching bare faggots (Ching)
Neck, back, chest; that's bare damage (Ching)
Soon all of my bro's live lavish (Bow)
Lurk round there, watch everyone panic (Panic)
Black blade ching bare faggots
Neck, back, chest; that's bare damage
Soon all of my bro's live lavish
Hate the pigs, can't go to the station (Never)
She's asking me hella questions (Chatty)
I think she works for the bacon (Yes)
Minimal trust for her
For all I know she f*cks with the paigons
And they wanna try call up snitch
No one ain't snitching, you're just dumb
We don't give a toss, no we don't rate them (Bow)

[Chorus: AM]
Du-du-du-da
Corn come fat like Buddha
Banged to the face from Unah
How you gonna touch my mulah?
Man coulda' got that .35
But I want bread like Mansa Musa
That's me tryna eat right
Everyone knows that I love my tuna
Du-du-du-da (Hu-da-da bow!)
Corn come fat like Buddha (Buddha)
Banged to the face from Unah (Unah)
How you gonna touch my mulah?
Man coulda' got that .35
But I want bread like Mansa Musa
That's me tryna eat right
Everyone knows that I love my tuna

[Verse 2: AM]
Push that work man's getting it (Getting it)
Grab my man, that's leverage
I ain't gonna stop this madness (Madness)
Till I see bones and skeletons
OD hand 'ting; that's a Remington
Shotgun, B-Side like Bellingham
I keep telling them
Now I keep telling them (Ay)
That a man did pressure them
No head for the corn, it's different (Damn)
No entry wound, just ripping it (Rip)
Young boy said the trap don't work (Work)
Put rocks in your line, start kicking it
Her stress that sh*t, start cooking it
Bad B too brown, start whooping it
Shotgun come like thunder
When they hear that sound, they're shook of it
Loads of clapping (grrr!)
I get bull for the Mad 'Ting, Sad 'Ting
That should affect my actions (No way)
No way cause a man's too active
Gang ting; pull up on yutes, like random (Random)
Like why should I allow you this time?
Either way, man's still gonna crash him (A-yeah)
Cah they weird, they love that chatting
I don't want love, that sh*t's distracting
But I like that one
And it may sound weird
But do you wanna stroke my gun? (Gun?)
You're dirty, I was gonna make that Percey
Good one got the Magnum worksy
Good one that one get them all flirty

[Chorus: AM]
Du-du-du-da
Corn come fat like Buddha
Banged to the face from Unah
How you gonna touch my mulah?
Man coulda' got that .35
But I want bread like Mansa Musa
That's me tryna eat right
Everyone knows that I love my tuna
Du-du-du-da (Hu-da-da bow!)
Corn come fat like Buddha (Buddha)
Banged to the face from Unah (Unah)
How you gonna touch my mulah?
Man coulda' got that .35
But I want bread like Mansa Musa
That's me tryna eat right
Everyone knows that I love my tuna (Tuna, tuna, tuna...)