Out the Mud
I'm out the mud man ain't shit free
I got this bag on me it's double G
I'm with ya girl I'm the man of her dreams
She pulled up with me cuz now I'm gettin' seen
Pulled up with me in the whip got her geeked
I gotcha main goin' down on her knees
Turn that nice girl to a freak
That lil bitch wanna be on the scene
All this money on me it's green
Up in the bank you know I got the blues
He think he funny he dissin' the team
Til my gang put that boy on the news
This is my life, I had to choose
I can't be fuckin' with none of these dudes
Up on the gram, watchin' my moves
If he gonna plot on me he gonna lose
He all on my line, that boy is a nerd
Don't tap in I don't know what you heard
I can't converse, that shit for the birds
He is not special get what he deserve
And if she broke I just leave her on read
Gotta fake ass no money I'm dead
Main bitch real she don't gotta pretend
She know she bad it go straight to her head
Please don't think you gang you get exposed
You ain't my bro
I know they wanna slow my roll
He wasn't there back when I was sleepin' on the floor
Now I got dough
Smokin' good cookie on the road
Please don't think you gang you get exposed
You ain't my bro
I know they wanna slow my roll
He wasn't there back when we was sleepin' on the floor
Now I got dough
Smokin' good cookie on the road
Beskar vest on my chest that's mando
Long nights no sleep in the bando
Bro strapped up and he got hella ammo
I was dead broke now I set the example
I had to take a chance had to gamble
Made a movie he flippin' through channels
Stuck in the field but then I made a play
Really gonna get new money everyday
These rappers they spit fables
I don't tune in I ain't even got cable
I just make music I'm not stable
Swear this shit could end so fatal
I don't know why they talk down on me
Always 10 toes you could count on me
I just post up with a pound a weed
All of this hate put a frown on me
So I'm taxing
I'm where the cash be
Don't even ask me
Backseat
We in the whip
This bad bitch in the backseat
I'm nasty
Gang fuckin' on Mary, Kate and Ashley
Laughing
Strapped up in this bitch
And we just laughing
I'm taxing
I'm where the cash be
Don't even ask me
Backseat
We in the whip
This bad bitch in the backseat
I'm nasty
My gang fuckin' on Mary, Cate and Ashley
Catch me
They been on the chase
But they can't catch me
I got this bag on me it's double G
I'm with ya girl I'm the man of her dreams
She pulled up with me cuz now I'm gettin' seen
Pulled up with me in the whip got her geeked
I gotcha main goin' down on her knees
Turn that nice girl to a freak
That lil bitch wanna be on the scene
All this money on me it's green
Up in the bank you know I got the blues
He think he funny he dissin' the team
Til my gang put that boy on the news
This is my life, I had to choose
I can't be fuckin' with none of these dudes
Up on the gram, watchin' my moves
If he gonna plot on me he gonna lose
He all on my line, that boy is a nerd
Don't tap in I don't know what you heard
I can't converse, that shit for the birds
He is not special get what he deserve
And if she broke I just leave her on read
Gotta fake ass no money I'm dead
Main bitch real she don't gotta pretend
She know she bad it go straight to her head
Please don't think you gang you get exposed
You ain't my bro
I know they wanna slow my roll
He wasn't there back when I was sleepin' on the floor
Now I got dough
Smokin' good cookie on the road
Please don't think you gang you get exposed
You ain't my bro
I know they wanna slow my roll
He wasn't there back when we was sleepin' on the floor
Now I got dough
Smokin' good cookie on the road
Beskar vest on my chest that's mando
Long nights no sleep in the bando
Bro strapped up and he got hella ammo
I was dead broke now I set the example
I had to take a chance had to gamble
Made a movie he flippin' through channels
Stuck in the field but then I made a play
Really gonna get new money everyday
These rappers they spit fables
I don't tune in I ain't even got cable
I just make music I'm not stable
Swear this shit could end so fatal
I don't know why they talk down on me
Always 10 toes you could count on me
I just post up with a pound a weed
All of this hate put a frown on me
So I'm taxing
I'm where the cash be
Don't even ask me
Backseat
We in the whip
This bad bitch in the backseat
I'm nasty
Gang fuckin' on Mary, Kate and Ashley
Laughing
Strapped up in this bitch
And we just laughing
I'm taxing
I'm where the cash be
Don't even ask me
Backseat
We in the whip
This bad bitch in the backseat
I'm nasty
My gang fuckin' on Mary, Cate and Ashley
Catch me
They been on the chase
But they can't catch me
Credits
Writer(s): Nick Morris
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