Big Mula Rup - I Be Floating Lyrics

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 , f*ck 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 , f*ck the ops, do you smell what i'm cooking? You could get rocked

I already got these niggas thinking that i done made it
You going to take what from who, my name is Mula Rup, nigga 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 niggas 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 , f*ck the ops, do you smell what i'm cooking? You could get rocked