So Litt - Original

It's As', Mulli'
 Big Mulli' the swag drippa (drip, drip, drip)
 Aye
 Aye, aye
 She say, "Boogie, you so lit" (so lit)
 I tell her say Masha'Allah, you know
 It's only big foreign whips (skrr, skrr)
 Anytime I'm parking the car, and
 If you see me with the man up on the strip, then
 Just know, that's my dawg deh you know, and
 Anytime you see me lit up in this bitch, then (whaa)
 You better know I got the dawg with me star (aye)
 'Cause, I ain't on no nonsense, nigga I'm on my profit
 And I don't want no punk around me that's pocket watching
 Five quid, all in my pockets when I go shopping
 I walk up in Harvey, or Harrods and I just drop it
 On a one-two item, nigga you're nothing like him
 Go hard, all for the mulli', you know that's my ting
 Mulli' Gang, got all the mandem up on a hype ting
 Couple nice tings in the crib moving excited
 I been a problem, bitches just wanna gob him, but
 I don't want that toppy, if it ain't sloppy, baby
 If you're gonna neck it, then make sure the tops proper
 Asc' Boogie, topper toppa, the top notcher
 Roll round with body droppers and top shotters
 Block hotters, none of my bruddas are block hoppers
 Go-getters, none of my bruddas are pocket watchers
 We getting to the Mulli', it come like the guap got us
 She say, "Boogie, you so lit" (so lit)
 I tell her say Masha'Allah, you know
 It's only big foreign whips (skrr, skrr)
 Anytime I'm parking the car, and
 If you see me with the man up on the strip, then
 Just know, that's my dawg deh you know, and
 Anytime you see me lit up in this bitch, then (whaa)
 You better know I got the dawg with me star (aye)
 Preeing the game, holding the meds
 Gelato 41 in my spled, smoke from the zeds
 Getting all this bread from pushing O's of the peng
 It's Big Mulli' baby, there ain't no folding my bread
 It's Big Mulli', swag dripper, the track clipper
 Peng pusher, crack whipper, the pack flipper
 Straight drop it, for the profit, it's that quicker
 Got a little cake, but nigga my racks thicker
 I make the money, the money don't make a nigga
 'Cause real life none of this shit, don't mean shit
 And in real life I like my bitches, and cream thicks
 Clean swag, come through with a mean drip
 So much water on my wrist, catch fishes up in that bitch (wet)
 In the kitchen over the stove, I whip whip
 Made another 100 bands, that's ticked off the wish list
 And I guarantee I chop if she up on my hit list
 She say, "Boogie, you so lit" (so lit)
 I tell her say Masha'Allah, you know
 It's only big foreign whips (skrr, skrr)
 Anytime I'm parking the car, and
 If you see me with the man up on the strip, then
 Just know, that's my dawg deh you know, and
 Anytime you see me lit up in this bitch, then
 You better know I got the dawg with me star
 She say, "Boogie, you so lit" (so lit)
 I tell her say Masha'Allah, you know
 It's only big foreign whips (skrr, skrr)
 Anytime I'm parking the car, and
 If you see me with the man up on the strip, then
 Just know, that's my dawg deh you know, and
 Anytime you see me lit up in this bitch, then
 You better know I got the dawg with me star