GRM Daily
Mansa Musa
[Intro]
(Proffit)

[Chorus: AM]
Du-du, du-du
Corn come fat like Buddha
Bang 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, du-du-du)
Du-du, du-du (Bow)
Corn come fat like Buddha (Buddha)
Bang 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 (Hmm)
Don't ever use me for clout (Never)
More time, I've been doin' up work (Working)
And this prick's tryna draw me out (Trying)
But it's cool, it's calm, it's great
Bro's rolling with Chief Keef now (Bang, bang)
Bare, "Bro-bro, run-run quick!" (Run)
Du-du-du, du-du-du, bow (Du-du-du)
Zip those lips, you prick
She sucked my dick, 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 older or younger
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 (Ching)
Neck, back, chest, that's bare damage (Ching)
Soon all of my bro's live lavish
Hate the pigs, can't go to the station (Never)
She's askin' me hella questions (Chatty)
I think she works for the bacon (Yes)
Minimal trust for her
For all I know, she fucks with the paigons (Move)
And they wanna try call out, "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-du
Corn come fat like Buddha
Bang 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, du-du-du)
Du-du, du-du (Bow)
Corn come fat like Buddha (Buddha)
Bang 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 gettin' it (Gettin' it)
Grab my man, that's leverage
I ain't gonna stop this madness (Madness)
'Til 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 (Ayy)
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 kickin' it
Better stretch that shit, start cookin' it (Ayy)
Bad B too brown, start whoopin' it (Whoop)
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 youts at random (Random)
Like, "Why should I 'llow you this time?"
Either way, man's still gonna crash him (Ah, yeah)
Cah they're weird and they love that chatting
I don't want love, that shit's distracting
But I like that one
And it may sound weird but do you wanna stroke my gun? (Gun?)
Hmm, you're dirty (Dirty)
I was gonna make that Percy
Good one, got the mandem worksy
Good one, that one gettin' all flirty (Gettin' all flirty)
[Chorus: AM]
Du-du, du-du
Corn come fat like Buddha
Bang 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, du-du-du)
Du-du, du-du (Bow)
Corn come fat like Buddha (Buddha)
Bang 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)