Out Tha Mud

Out Tha Mud
June, you're a genius
Ayy
I just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanging, now she think she hearing things
I just counted up one hundred bands with all my dawgs at the Airbnb
All these niggas tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clip for all these f*** niggas
I'm straight out the mud, I can't f*** with f*** niggas
Why he say where he from? I don't give a f***, ni***
A lot of y'all switched up on me, I don't trust niggas
I just put my middle finger up, f*** a f*** ni***

Ayy, gang slide, gang slide, that's what I was doing last year
A lot of people say I'm being humble, ni***, this the last year
Got so many bands, I'm the cashier, ayy
A ni*** retired the hats, bitch, I can't do no cappin' here
And I gotta keep the rachet with me
Take his knee, got him Colin Kaepernick-ing
Puerto Rican, she freaky, I bag the bitches
Migos throw me the pu***, I'm dabbin' in it
I'm a Crip ni***, but I gotta f*** with my slimes, mhm, ayy
Nike headband, got the check right 'round my mind, mhm
I just can't f*** with these f*** niggas
Sniper look like a goose, I can't duck niggas
I lay down on the pillow with plus three
Talking 'bout how they all wanna f*** a ni***
I ain't no lick, ni***, and I ain't no bitch ni***
My taxes is six figures, but I drop that on my whip, ni***

I just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanging, now she think she hearing things
I just counted up one hundred bands with all my dawgs at the Airbnb
All these niggas tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clip for all these f*** niggas
I'm straight out the mud, I can't f*** with f*** niggas
Why he say where he from? I don't give a f***, ni***
A lot of y'all switched up on me, I don't trust niggas
I just put my middle finger up, f*** a f*** ni***
I be like f*** that ni***, he ain't talkin' no money
If it ain't got twenties, fifties, hundreds, I don't love it
Look at my cup, it's double
Doin' donuts in public, ayy
And codeine a hell of a drug
Sometimes a ni*** gotta go'n and say f*** it
Bought a new coupe for her, know my baby love it
Stirred the pot like a ni*** makin' butter
Holy water just to flood the face up
Natural bitches, I'm like, 'Fuck makeup'
Like my bitches wearing Marc Jacobs
She poppin' it, I gotta smash
She trippin', I got her a bag
I'm Crippin', Chanel on the rag
I ain't got time for these f*** niggas, ayy
Keep a pistol on me, don't try your luck, ni***, ayy
If you ain't gang, ni***, I don't f*** with you, ayy
Fuck your kind, ni***, you a f*** ni***, ayy

I just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanging, now she think she hearing things
I just counted up one hundred bands with all my dawgs at the Airbnb
All these niggas tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clip for all these f*** niggas
I'm straight out the mud, I can't f*** with f*** niggas
Why he say where he from? I don't give a f***, ni***
A lot of y'all switched up on me, I don't trust niggas
I just put my middle finger up, f*** a f*** ni***