Glass House SosMula

[Intro]
Yeah, man
These niggas lookin' at me like they just seent a ghost man
Fix your face 'fore I fix it for you
Bitch, that's Vinny Sosa, SosMula

[Chorus]
These bitches like "Sos, why you so tatted up?"
If you ain't know, hoe, I'm crazy like a bag of dust
Say you gettin' money but that shit ain't addin' up
It's a brick, bitch, every time I bag it up
It's a brick, bitch, every time I bag it up
It's a brick, bitch, every time I bag it up
It's a brick, bitch, every time I bag it up
You baggin' up some small shit
I'm baggin' up a whole thing

[Verse 1]
These bitches be like, "Sos, why you got so many tats?"
Man, that bitch is gross, tryna hit without my jimmy hat
Nigga threw like 20 racks, Gucci belt my semi strap
Ridin' in that Bentley black, smoother than that Henny black
Bag it up, stash profit, make a milli in the projects
Can't fit this bread all in my pockets
When you eatin', it's hard to digest
Break a coke in the Pyrex
Paper towels, let it dry next
Fuck a hooptie, straight Benzes, yo
22 for these lenses, hoe
Banana clips, they all extended though
What you think I'm in it for?
Fuck 'em, do it, like 10 a show
OSB's that emblem, hoe
EA gang's that's shout with posse
Got coke, sell it proudly
Sold them birds in the alley proudly
So I need some more powder, papi