Music Video
Kay Bandz - Muddy Flow (Official Video)
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kay Bandz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deon Woodward
Composer
Quintana Mills
Composer
Kevin Tunis
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Chorus]
My cup went dry, pour myself another, that's the mud in me
You would think that Marni made of glue the way it stick on me
Cocaine residue still in my nails, that trap a part of me
Tyson's type of lawyers, beat up the case, they ain't got shit on me
200 on my neck, I told that bitch she don't mean shit to me
She still rides the bus, I'm Rover truck, no, she can't sit with me
Bitch, I still hit the block with all my jewelry, no security
G lock 26, I praise Allah 'cause he's securing me
[Verse 1]
Blood money, ask me why I do it, it's the rush for me
Young ****, never been to college but still got first degrees
Fucking on a bitch she a freak, think she Portuguese
Beefing on the net, straight goof, never get to me
See I got 3 phones, one for the hoes, one for the dough
Third one for the shooters, if it's smoke, I let them know
Shipping all them packs to L.A., coast to coast
**** still wanna get down to the States across the globe
[Chorus]
My cup went dry, pour myself another, that's the mud in me
You would think that Marni made of glue the way it stick on me
Cocaine residue still in my nails, that trap a part of me
Tyson's type of lawyers, beat up the case, they ain't got shit on me
200 on my neck, I told that bitch she don't mean shit to me
She still rides the bus, I'm Rover truck, no, she can't sit with me
Bitch, I still hit the block with all my jewelry, no security
G lock 26, I praise Allah 'cause he's securing me
[Verse 2]
I still play with birds, you say the word, I let them dogs go
My **** known for robbing, selling dope, we love that gun smoke
Your block known for goofies and some rats, we know y'all all broke
Ain't no politicking, if we see him, let them guns blow
East side, we some big dogs, y'all some felines
Real ****, if I get caught, ain't no T.I.
Free Shotz, bro on lock down, still on Facetime
I'm buying new shit, used to sell dimes by the street sign
Me, I got 3 hoes, a bottom bitch, a one to roll
Third one in the trap, unwrap the keys and cut the dope
Shooters trigger happy, get the load they down to go
I just sold a hunnit, tell the plug I'm buying more
[Chorus]
My cup went dry, pour myself another, that's the mud in me
You would think that Marni made of glue the way it stick on me
Cocaine residue still in my nails, that trap a part of me
Tyson's type of lawyers, beat up the case, they ain't got shit on me
200 on my neck, I told that bitch she don't mean shit to me
She still rides the bus, I'm Rover truck, no, she can't sit with me
Bitch, I still hit the block with all my jewelry, no security
G lock 26, I praise Allah 'cause he's securing me
Written by: Deon Woodward, Kevin Tunis, Quintana Mills
