sippin mud
"I should trust you why? After you stole radioactive waste?
After you lied to us all summer? I don't even know who you are"
"Look I know this all seems nuts, but I need that machine to stay on
If you can just let me explain"
"Oh-no, brace yourselves!"
That nigga talk behind a screen, no pullin' up
I feel like a pig 'cause the way I'm always sippin mud
Momma told me chase my fuckin' dreams, never chase a thot
Told my lil' bro stop doing them pills and stop doing fraud
I been in the field, shooting shit like it's fuckin' COD
If a nigga wanna spray it down, I'mma fuck ya mom's
Pussy nigga's always wanna bitch, fuckin' with my songs
Pull up to his crib, he gon' bounce like a fuckin' frog
He ain't doin' shit that you playin' he's a fuckin fraud
You ain't nothin' but a fuckin' bitch, she's a fuckin' thot
And this bitch wanna give me sucky but she fuckin' with the opps
If I find a opp I'ma shoot that nigga and his shit (damn!)
I cannot go broke, guarantee you I'ma hit a lick
How you all be broke? and got no fuckin' bitch
If I were you nigga, I'd slit my wrists
I heard your music, lost my will to live
After you lied to us all summer? I don't even know who you are"
"Look I know this all seems nuts, but I need that machine to stay on
If you can just let me explain"
"Oh-no, brace yourselves!"
That nigga talk behind a screen, no pullin' up
I feel like a pig 'cause the way I'm always sippin mud
Momma told me chase my fuckin' dreams, never chase a thot
Told my lil' bro stop doing them pills and stop doing fraud
I been in the field, shooting shit like it's fuckin' COD
If a nigga wanna spray it down, I'mma fuck ya mom's
Pussy nigga's always wanna bitch, fuckin' with my songs
Pull up to his crib, he gon' bounce like a fuckin' frog
He ain't doin' shit that you playin' he's a fuckin fraud
You ain't nothin' but a fuckin' bitch, she's a fuckin' thot
And this bitch wanna give me sucky but she fuckin' with the opps
If I find a opp I'ma shoot that nigga and his shit (damn!)
I cannot go broke, guarantee you I'ma hit a lick
How you all be broke? and got no fuckin' bitch
If I were you nigga, I'd slit my wrists
I heard your music, lost my will to live
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremiah Simms
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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