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MUTT

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Hip-Hop/Rap

MUTT was released on May 1, 2026 by XO / Republic Records as a part of the album MUTT - Single

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

NAV

Vocals

Quavo

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Navraj Singh Goraya

Navraj Singh Goraya

Songwriter

Quavious Marshall

Quavious Marshall

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Money Musik

Producer

luc1us

Producer

Rodrigo Barahona

Rodrigo Barahona

Mixing Engineer

MIKE DEAN

Mastering Engineer

Tommy Rush

Immersive Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]

Money done geeked on this mothafucka

[Verse 1]

Mutt, mutt, mutt, mutt

We havin stuff, stuff, stuff, stuff

Shawty gon' buss, buss, buss, buss

We shoot, better duck, duck, duck, duck

[Verse 2]

I seen on Twitter, they say I don't get no hoes, I gotta hunnid pullin up

I just went 24's on my rolls, it's lookin like a Tonka truck

I just came off the road doin' my shows, just me, Slow and Bucks

Fuckin on strippers, I'm staying with my pole, better not try your luck

[Verse 3]

Back to backwoods, yeah, we line it up

We having fine stuff

100's and 50's divide it up

Then we throwing it up

Double me up, yeah, I'm drinking it up

Styrofoam the cup

Where did you get em? Your diamonds are dull

Your jeweler ain't nun'

[Verse 4]

I just went 5k on a pint of Wok, bitch, I got you rent my cup

Huncho came through, eight carats on his ear, bitch, I'm 'bout to double up

I'm doing great I ain't trying to go on dates, baby, I'm tryna fuck

I don't wanna sleep, girl, I'm staying awake

Got the pharmacy in my gut

[Verse 5]

All my bitches with shades on they face, yeah, 'cause I geeked em up

Sent my hoes a black truck and I told 'em just keep following us

All my bros, they gang members, they neck piece be tennis'd up

Racks in these pockets stuffed

Wrist, watch, 200 plus

[Verse 6]

I got more money than most of these rappers

I hear 'em talkin', I don't give a fuck

Spoiling a hoe like a brat, I got her a Tennis chain and it's princess cut

Money musik on the beat, ever since he signed, baby boy going up

My new bitch got four, five races in her so I call her mama a mutt

[Chorus]

Mutt, mutt, mutt, mutt

We havin stuff, stuff, stuff, stuff

Shawty gon' buss, buss, buss, buss

We shoot, better duck, duck, duck, duck

Written by: Navraj Singh Goraya, Quavious Marshall

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