Out The Mud

Florida boy came out the mud
I remember when I used to ride that public bus
Now I'm in that Cutlass with a bitch that I don't trust
Said she fell in love with me, I replied with a shrug
Your boyfriend is a bum, it's nothing to leave him in the dust

I don't wanna talk no more, you know I wanna fuck
Pop that pussy open, make it wet until it rust
Always shoot to kill, aim for the head, duck down and run
Live to see another day, but never trust anyone

You know I move in silence
I'm wilin' when I'm duckin' sirens
I'm violent when I'm off that molly
You got me feelin' like John Gotti
I'm cruisin' with my ho beside me
Miami, you know where to find me
Posted in my white Gucci loafers
With the feathers, did you notice?

I love my 3-0s, my i9s, and my four-fives
I've been gettin' boatloads of that paper and it really ain't no lie
Not one of these hoes go out of their way to get in my life
Nobody wanna work for shit, everybody wanna jump on ship (yuh)

I love my 3-0s, my i9s, and my four-fives
I've been gettin' boatloads of that paper and it really ain't no lie
Not one of these hoes go out of their way to get in my life
Nobody wanna work for shit, everybody wanna jump on ship

Florida boy came out the mud
I remember when I used to ride that public bus
Now I'm in that Cutlass with a bitch that I don't trust
Said she fell in love with me, I replied with a shrug
Your boyfriend is a bum, it's nothing to leave him in the dust

I don't wanna talk no more, you know I wanna fuck
Pop that pussy open, make it wet until it rust
Always shoot to kill, aim for the head, duck down and run
Live to see another day, but never trust anyone



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Pouya, Michele Scatamacchia, Christopher Rockwell
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