SosMula - BECKY

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{Intro: SosMula}
Skrrt, skrrt
22HUNNID
Klean Up Krew
Count a milly
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Beep, beep

{Chorus: SosMula}
Count a milly at the telly (Gimmie that, gimmie that), she silly on my celly (No-no, no-no)
Tell that bitch get ready, I'ma put it in her belly (Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy)
I'ma give her dagger dick, like machetes (Splash, splash)
I'ma give her dagger dick, like machetes (Splash, splash)
I was having acid trips, I wasn't ready (No-no, no-no)
I was having acid trips, I wasn't ready (No-no, no-no)
Still ain't come back from it, bitch I'm deady (Sleezy, Sleezy)
Still ain't come back from it, bitch I'm deady (Ewok, Ewok, Ewok)

{Verse 1: SosMula}
Bitch, won't you give me heady (Gimmie that, gimmie that, gimmie that)
Diamonds yellow like they eggy (Splash, splash, splash, splash)
She my wifе, she my bestie (Likе, like, like, like)
She my wife, she my bestie (Like, like, like, like)
Now I'm fucking on my bestie (Splash, splash, splash, splash)
Now I'm fucking on my bestie (Splash, splash, splash, splash)
She my right, she my lefty (Sleezy, Sleezy)
She my right, she my lefty (Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy)
She my type, yeah she sexy (Splash, splash, splash, splash)
She my type, yeah she sexy (Splash, splash, splash, splash)
She wanna... right in belly, ah (Nyoon, nyoon)
Yeah she told me that she really like Balenci', ah (No-no, no-no)
Give me becky, becky, becky, uh (Gimmie that, gimmie that)
Give me becky, becky, becky, uh (Gimmie that, gimmie that)
Give me becky, becky, becky, uh (Splash, splash)
Give me becky, becky, becky, uh (Splash, splash)

{Chorus: SosMula}
Count a milly at the telly (Gimmie that, gimmie that), she silly on my celly (No-no, no-no)
Tell that bitch get ready, I'ma put it in her belly (Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy)
I'ma give her dagger dick, like machetes (Splash, splash)
I'ma give her dagger dick, like machetes (Splash, splash)
I was having acid trips, I wasn't ready (No-no, no-no)
I was having acid trips, I wasn't ready (No-no, no-no)
Still ain't come back from it, bitch I'm deady (Sleezy, Sleezy)
Still ain't come back from it, bitch I'm deady (Ewok, Ewok, Ewok)

{Verse 2: Sickboyrari}
They rolling' out
I'm in the trap with a thot
Boy don't play get aa
Boy don't play get x'd out
Hit on Taliban x now
Only bih for the set, ow
Bitch tryna talk to my neck now
I don't wanna see, gonna shoot out the roof
Jelly shots same color as the glue
7.62 and aim it and shoot
Aim it at the tire, then aim it at your crew
Cry gang with em Dracos
KTS, their the same clothes
Rick Owens boots yeah same hoe
Twin Glocks with a beam on
They ain't gotta switch like a Nintendo

{Chorus: SosMula}
Count a milly at the telly (Gimmie that, gimmie that), she silly on my celly (No-no, no-no)
Tell that bitch get ready, I'ma put it in her belly (Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy)
I'ma give her dagger dick, like machetes (Splash, splash)
I'ma give her dagger dick, like machetes (Splash, splash)
I was having acid trips, I wasn't ready (No-no, no-no)
I was having acid trips, I wasn't ready (No-no, no-no)
Still ain't come back from it, bitch I'm deady (Sleezy, Sleezy)
Still ain't come back from it, bitch I'm deady (Ewok, Ewok, Ewok)

Release Date: December 02, 2022

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Vinicius Sosa (b. April 19, 1988), better known by his stage name SosMula, spent his nascent years in the favelas of São Paulo where he was given a rude introduction to the world. Immigrating to America in 1996 at the age of 8, Mula started a tumultuous state-to-state shuffle before eventually settling in Manhattan’s Upper East Side. SosMula’s sound developed in these new stomping grounds, fusing the dexterous slant-rhyme style of NYC rappers with the fiery spirit of the Spanish Harlem.

The transformation from Vinny Sosa to SosMula began in high school. Rapping by the tenth grade, his friends took notice and dubbed the emergent emcee “Sos.” Surrounded by hard-living, Sos was extremely motivated for success. The desire to better himself and his family grew into an unapologetic love for money and led to his self-christening as Sos Money. A stint in jail further honed his resolve, and refined his pseudonym; Sos Money became SosMula. Though the dollar-bill association may be standard practice in the hip-hop community, the name resonated on a deeper level with Mula’s spirit and ambition. He soon found himself shouting his signature “MULA!” war-cry over studio mixes. Mula is Sosa’s world:

from the way I dress to the way I talk. It’s my name but it’s my lifestyle.

Flashy yet focused, Sosa is an emcee frustrated with the game and the grind who sees participation and excellence as the only means of overcoming it.

Mula is well associated with another New York underground rapper ZillaKami, and the two have released several albums together under the group name City Morgue.