Muddy

Uh, uh uh uh I'm on that mufuckin' kill shit I'm finna mufuckin' kill uh I'm finna, uh Lessgo Jay, pick up Sippin' on wock and I'm sippin' on triss See me in public I fuck on yo bitch See me in public I'm real hard to miss I'm sippin' so much I got lean in my piss I'm poppin' these percs I feel like I can't stop I'm popping these bitches feel like imma drop That nigga talk funny I went got the mop Got yo hoe in my phone that bitch name is free top Not Youngboy, nigga talk shit then that nigga a dumb boy My hollows gon' find you no you cannot run boy Nigga know that I'm coming he pray like a nun boy I feel like I'm Aubrey I stay wit' a Drac Or a Glock Nineteen She can't leave me alone that lil' bitch she a fiend Had to kick that hoe out That lil' bitch took my lean She say when I fuck her it feel like a dream Do this shit by my lonely I don't need a team Told that nigga stop hatin' it don't help you grow Got this bitch on my hip and this shit finna blow My shooter a racer he always on go My shooter gorilla he always on ape shit I don't ask when I want nigga I just go take shit I don't fuck wit' these niggas they always on fake shit I feel like I'm Tyler cuz' I just create shit I call my hoe Brent, cuz' she got that fye-ass My plug is on speed dial, he got that fye gas Coupe got subwoofers boy I got that fye bass Coupe switching lanes and I think that I might crash Sippin' on wock and that shit make me crazy Sippin' on act and that shit make me lazy Sippin' on triss and my vision go hazy That nigga so soft so the gang call him Daisy I took his lil' hoe now that nigga be goin' through it He gave the blick to a nigga he know won't do it I got something to prove so a nigga be goin' stupid I feel like I'm Polo cuz' I'm finna be something He giving me methods I told him to keep 'em Do this shit by my lonely I'm never gon' need nun Nigga hating cuz' he know he won't be nun Niggas hating cuz' they think it's a trend I swear imma be up boy I'm finna win We smokin' yo dead mans that boy ain't gon' spin I feel like I'm Curry I shoot ten for ten Or twenty for twenty or thirty for thirty Got mud in my cup and this shit lookin' dirty The opps got my lo' but a nigga not worried My neck and my wrist so cold look like McFlurry I stay playing defense, feel like D. Murray I feel like I'm Yeat, cuz' bitch I deserve it Sit in the coupe feel like Yeat finna swerve it I'm feeling like Yeat cuz' I'm rockin' a turban He keep tryna be me he cannot stop lurkin' I stay by myself nigga I just be workin' Got yo bitch in my phone and that hoe she be twerking I feel like I'm 10k I'm dunkin' and scorin' In a couple of years I'll be foreign and touring In a couple of years I'll be far from the low end Fuckin yo bitch and I'm pulling her sew-in I'm sippin' on wock and that shit make me crazy Sippin on act' and that shit make me lazy Sippin' on triss and my vision get hazy We know he a bitch so the gang call him Daisy I'm on that mufuckin' kill shit I'm finna mufuckin' kill, uh I'm finna, uh I'm finna mufuckin' kill shit I'm on that mufuckin' kill shit I'm finna mufuckin' kill shit I'm finna Kill shit