Lyrics So Litt - ASCO

So Litt

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 darg 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 ½ 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 darg 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
You 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
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 darg 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 darg deh you know, and
Anytime you see me lit up in this bitch, then
You better know I got the 'dawg with me star