Out the Mud

Hmm, hmm, hmm (yeah, committee)

(Committee, committee, committee, committee) ay (yeah)

I got this shit out the mud, baby (hoo, hoo)

Think I don't got it on me you must be crazy (hoo, Glizock, fah, fah)

Ridin' 'round sticked up in a Mercedes (skrrt-skrrt)

Ay, I'ma go and get it, I ain't never been lazy (ah, yeah, the fuck?)

Flyest young nigga, you know that's me, I don't say too much, nigga, know what's up

Catch me with Zo, he a capital P (yeah), all in Vegas with Skooley, got Tris in the cup (ay, let me fire my)

Bitches see niggas like me and drop straight to their knee (committee, committee), they be like, "Damn, that lil' nigga so cut" (he cut as a bitch)

I get pissed e'ry time I see lil' brodie gut, he got stitched up for trustin' too much (grrt, blatt, blatt, blatt)

Baddies on baddies, baddies in bikinis, baddies takin' shots, bitch, it's baddies asleep

Baddies in the kitchen, baddies on the couch, baddies with the guys, it's baddies with me (ah, yeah)

Quick to drop a bag, nigga made me mad, put it on they head, get him gone by the week (pew, pew)

Ridin' with yo' bitch, smokin' out the 'bow, push-start the V, ain't no key to my Jeep (skrrt, skrrt)

Fizz signed a deal, sister movin' crib, get him out the city, he fiendin' for B

Mike up a hunnid, Quincy movin' merch, cap sittin' back tryna plot up a scheme (they plottin' on me)

Taxin' on the block like DJ Ricky P, lows for the low, no highs for the cheap

Catch your favorite rapper, it's a RIP, smack with HYB, Big40 Ent (let's go)

I stick to the code, no switchin' up the plot, smacker turned rapper, switch it up a notch (committee)

Pop cooked breakfast, unc' cooked coke, Titi made spaghetti out the same pot (mud)

208 North Trey, I'm in the same spot (phew), speakin' on Lil 9 got his man popped (phew)

Speakin' on Lil 40 got his ass shot (phew), never scared of shit, we neighbors with the opps (bah, let's go)

Just hopped off the jet and went straight to the block (phew)

Bitch, I ain't broke, she'll tell you I'm not (let's go)

Big-ass jeans and some big-ass knots (phew, phew, fah, fah)

I came from the bottom, my car got no top (phew, yeah)

Ain't even my bitch and I got her on lock (lock)

Jumped off the porch and I made me a lot

Yeah, crème de la crème, the cream of the crop

I'm cutthroat, you cross me, I leave you to rot (you dead, yeah)

Nigga, no lie (no lie), think I was born with a .45 (fah, fah)

This bitch a demon, act like she shy (yeah, what?), this bitch a demon, it's in her eyes (yeah)

I got a choppa the same size Kai (bah), party like a rockstar, American Pie (whoo)

Bro 'nem steppin' like Thetas and Pis (yeah), nigga said they gon' do what? They lyin'

Yeah, I'ma swing my chop', bro swing his chop', we both gon' jump out and hit (let me fire my 'Wood up)

Ain't shit here slow, we jumped out with switch (huh)

The opps some hos, they jumped out and missed (40Boy ENT, yeah)

Lil' bro don't think with his head, you trust him, backdoor gang, he takin' your blick

The clarity two-toned, diamonds, VVS1's, I'm smilin', my teeth gon' hit (bling)

Huh, huh

Ay, let me fire my 'Wood up

Big 4BE, you see me, I throw my, huh

Committee, committee, committee, committee, huh

Mm, ay, Glock, this shit goin' all the way up, man