[Intro]
Sleezy, sleezy, sleezy, sleezy, sleez
Sleez, ewok, ewok, sleez, sleez
Ewok

[Verse]
(Mula)
I'm a pimp, with the bitches (Mula)
Got the shrimp, on the dishes (Mula)
You ain't sit, on them benches (No no)
In the pit of the trenches (Bitch)
Got the brick in the kitchen (Work)
Got the clip on extension (Rrah)
On prescrip's, rags to riches (Mula)
Back to back, it's sixes (Skrr)
Plug got 20 kilo yay (Work), I got chips like Frito Lay (Mula)
I got guns, AK, SK (Rrah), I got shooters, NBA (Rrah)
Pussy we don't tit-for-tat (Fuck outta here), talkin' to the bitches, nigga
We don't never chitter chat (Fuck outta here), all up in your feelings nigga
Screamin' out ewok (MBF), still sellin' sheet rock (Work)
MBF to the death, 'til my heartbeat stop
Always got the heat cocked, nigga get your bean popped
Street, street rocks, kill police cops

[Chorus]
On the money train, and we hopping in the Brinks truck (Skrr)
The Cuban chain link up (Splash), we ain't in a pickup (No no)
Pockets on [?], bank roll, big bucks (Mula)
Sippin' gasoline, this ain't lean, in the big cup (Po' up)
Heard your wife a big slut (Slide), big tits, big butt (Slide)
Slobbin' on my big nut (Splash), she gon' let the kid fuck (Mula)
Heard your wife a big slut (Fuck outta here), big tits, big butt
Slobbin' on my big nut (Splash), she gon' let the kid fuck (Mula)

SosMula - Big Slut

[Intro]
Thraxx
Mula

[Verse]
Break a nigga face with the back of the gun (Sleezy)
Shoot niggas straight in the back if you run (Boom)
I can't breathe, got gas in my lungs (No no)
I can't eat, that's the tabs on my tongue (Work)
Clap him up in the party, prolly (Boom)
Getaway driver in the Rari, I'm sorry (Skrr)
Doin' doughnuts on my Harley, gnarly (Skrr)
Fold a nigga up like it's origami (Boom boom)
Problem child (Boom), choppers out
Blocka blaow, stop it now
I don't fight like Pacquiao (Fuck outta here)
Bodies get to droppin' now (Boom)
Ride around inside your town (Skrr)
Bitch I'm violent (Sleezy)
Got my lil' guys waitin' (Bitch)
Right up in your mom's basement (Mula)

SosMula - BLACKTAR

[Intro]
Thraxx

[Chorus]
(Mula)
I'm a cash addict (Work), with the crack addicts (Work)
Do the mathematics (Work), got some bad habits (Mula)
Expensive black fabric (Splash), play with black magic (Blaow)
Spray the MACs at em' (Rrah), flip his ass backwards (Boom)

[Verse]
Tuck your jewels in, nigga I'm like Deebo (Gimme that)
Take a nigga chain, baby, I'm the repo (Fuck outta here)
Got a scarred face, call me Al Pacino (Mula)
Make a movie nigga, Quentin Tarantino (Boom boom)
Pussy dance on the strip (Sleezy)
Put his head on the stick (Fuck outta here)
Fuck the feds, suck my dick (Fuck outta here)
Frog legs with the shrimps
Crack a rib cage with the muzzle (Boom)
With a fucking blade, I'ma cut you (Bitch)
Any day, nigga, like fuck you (Rrah)
Digging a grave with a shovel (Mula)

[Chorus]
(Mula)
I'm a cash addict (Work), with the crack addicts (Work)
Do the mathematics (Work), got some bad habits (Mula)
Expensive black fabric (Splash), play with black magic (Blaow)
Spray the MACs at em' (Rrah), flip his ass backwards (Boom)

SosMula - Cash Addict

[Intro]
Ayo man, niggas know how the fuck we rockin', nigga
This SosMula, you know what the fuck goin’ on, nigga
Hikari-ULTRA the label, City Morgue KLEAN UP KREW, nigga
You already know, nigga, MBF, nigga, M-Sleez
Get it, take it, all my niggas ewok 'til they heartbeat stop
Y'all niggas, Bixty 40
Sneezly, sneezly, sneezly

[Chorus]
(Mula)
My mama told me, "All your friends, they just jealous of you" (Fuck outta here)
They catch a case, same ones, they be telling on you (Rat)
I don’t trust a nigga, far as I can throw 'em (Bitch)
Ran off on the plug, like I don't owe 'em (Work)
Man these pussy niggas worse than bitches, talkin' (Fuck outta here)
"Mula where your day ones?" Man fuck all of 'em (All 'em)
I send a hundred shots, nigga, at your projects (Rrah)
My extendo like Nintendo, slam the cartridge (Blaow)

[Verse]
(Mula)
See Country cook my bricks, he made a nigga hella cash (Mula)
Auntie test my work, I gave that bitch like twelve bags (Work)
Jocelyn stashed my bricks, I bought that bitch Chanel bags (Hol' up, hol’ up)
Now I’m seeing way more paper than a mailman (Racks)
Pull up in some foreign shit, doing two hundred (Skrr)
I fuck your baby mama, then I gave her $200 (Slide)
Buck 50'ing the pie to turn it to hunnid (Work)
Niggas talkin’ 'bout me, but they ain't gon' do nothing (Fuck outta here)
Why the fuck you buying guns, you ain’t gon shoot nothing (Bitch)
Cause when the shit pop off, pussy you running (Bitch)
Mention my name, and you bring the realest niggas out (MBF)
We ain't falling out over no bitches, clown
[Chorus]
(Mula)
My mama told me, "All your friends, they just jealous of you" (Fuck outta here)
They catch a case, same ones, they be telling on you (Rat)
I don't trust a nigga, far as I can throw 'em (Bitch)
Ran off on the plug, like I don't owe 'em (Work)
Man these pussy niggas worse than bitches, talkin' (Fuck outta here)
"Mula where your day ones?" Man fuck all of 'em (All 'em)
I send a hundred shots, nigga, at your projects (Rrah)
My extendo like Nintendo, slam the cartridge (Blaow)

SosMula - FUCK ‘EM

[Intro]
Sleez, skrr, skrr
Skrr, skrr

[Chorus]
(Mula)
Glocky on me, on my body, at a little kiddy party (Boom boom)
Sorry sorry, beg your pardon, I don't rock no Ed Hardy (Fuck outta here)
I just do the red Rari (Skrr), rollin' out the red carpet (Sleezy)
Guess that I'm a fed target (No no), it's gon' be a dead sergeant (Boom boom)

[Verse 1]
(Sleezy)
All about my breach shot (Mula)
Never wife a Trisha (Fuck outta here)
I just play for keeps, nigga (Boom)
This ain't make believe (Boom)
I, fuckin' break your teeth (Boom), break your ribs, break your knees (Boom boom)
Play my tape for 80 weeks, when this shit drop I take the streets (Mula)
Disloyal, ass nigga, showed them they first brick (Fuck outta here)
I, showed them they first gun, I, showed them they first clip (Bitch)
Pass that hoe, to my bro, then you went and wifed that bitch (Slide)
Caught a case, and you told, I ain't surprised that you a snitch (Rat)

[Chorus]
Glocky on me, on my body, at a little kiddy party
Sorry sorry, beg your pardon, I don't rock no Ed Hardy
I just do the red Rari, rollin' out the red carpet
Guess that I'm a fed target, it's gon' be a dead sergeant
[Verse 2]
Turn this shit to 9/11 (Boom), with my two 1911's (Boom boom)
Can't forget my MAC-11 (boom boom), sawed this gun, .357 (boom boom)
If you die then you a legend (Fuck outta here), I ain't goin' out like that (No no)
Nigga how, is you trippin', I just bloody holy crippin (Sleezy)
Eyes on me like horny bitches (Splash), I don't fuck with corny bitches (No-no)
I just 60/40 bitches, keep some pornstar, naughty bitches (Splash)
I done drove like [?] (Skrr)
Stash box cannon, all the engines (Skrr)
I just got a quarter brick (Work)
Bust down wrist I'm water whippin'

[Chorus]
(Mula)
Glocky on me, on my body, at a little kiddy party
Sorry sorry, beg your pardon, I don't rock no Ed Hardy
I just do the red Rari, rollin' out the red carpet
Guess that I'm a fed target, it's gon' be a dead sergeant

“Glocky On Me” is an hard SosMula track, possibly intended for his debut solo mixtape 13 SONGS 2 DIE 2.

The song leaked, along with many other tracks, on December 17th, 2019, and sees the production of Jaytrill, who has collaborated a lot with Vinicious a lot in the past few years.

SosMula - Glocky On Me

[Intro]
Sleez
Separate, boys from the men
Sleezy, sleezy
Mula

[Chorus]
Half a million dollars in coke, 500 Fortune (Work)
350, on the stovetop, that bitch is scorchin' (Work)
Take it out the bowl it's a block, that bitch enormous (Skrr, skrr)
80K I bust down my wrist, that shit a Audi (Splash)
This, not a baby .380, nah this a .40 (Brrah)
I've been thuggin' and hustlin', since a little shorty (Mula)
I don't fuck with niggas and bitches because they corny (Fuck outta here)
See, all my diamonds is wet, them bitches horny (Mula)

[Verse]
I'm in the kitchen, baggin' up (Work)
I need to spliff, a bag of dust
My lil bitch is bad as fuck (Slide)
Head to my toes bitch I'm tatted up (Mula)
Pull up the Rari, shoot up the party
I'm on the Molly I fuck her retarded
Pull up the Rari, shoot up the party
I'm on the molly I'm fuckin' retarded
Sellin' cocaine got me rich as a bitch
Aim for the brain and don't miss with the sticks
Celebrity bitch put her lips on my dick
Cookin' a brick I be flickin' the wrist
Trap cross the street from the school zone
Seen 'em overdose in a group home
Sell crack, sell dope, shoot chrome, nigga
Big Sleeze on my fuckin' tombstone, nigga
[Chorus]
Half a million dollars in coke, 500 Fortune (Work)
350, on the stovetop, that bitch is scorchin' (Work)
Take it out the bowl it's a block, that bitch enormous (Skrr, skrr)
80K I bust down my wrist, that shit a Audi (Splash)
This, not a baby .380, nah this a .40 (Brrah)
I've been thuggin' and hustlin', since a little shorty (Mula)
I don't fuck with niggas and bitches because they corny (Fuck outta here)
See, all my diamonds is wet, them bitches horny (Mula)

An unreleased song that leaked in January of 2020, having been originally recorded in 2018. SosMula raps about selling drugs over a trippy instrumental, and uses a notably deeper voice.

SosMula - Laughing Gas

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