Mud lyrics

by

Trippie Redd


[Intro: YTB Fatt]
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[Chorus: YTB Fatt]
Lil b*tch, I'm ready for it, lil b*tch, I'm ready for it, lil b*tch, I'm ready for it
Lil b*tch, I'm ready for it, lil b*tch, I'm ready for it, lil b*tch, I'm ready for it
Lil b*tch, I'm ready for it, lil b*tch, I'm ready for it
I rock these oversize jeans so all of this money can fit in my pants
I run it up with the guys, who get out the mud, don't need no advance
Mama told me gotta get it how you live, n*gga don't open your hand
Paps left at a young age, had to grow up and become a man

[Verse 1: YTB Fatt]

[Chorus: YTB Fatt]
Lil b*tch, I'm ready for it, lil b*tch, I'm ready for it, lil b*tch, I'm ready for it
Lil b*tch, I'm ready for it, lil b*tch, I'm ready for it, lil b*tch, I'm ready for it
Lil b*tch, I'm ready for it, lil b*tch, I'm ready for it
I rock these oversize jeans so all of this money can fit in my pants
I run it up with the guys, who get out thе mud, don't need no advance
Mama told me gotta get it how you livе, n*gga don't open your hand
Paps left at a young age, had to grow up and become a man

[Verse 2: Trippie Redd]
I got that sh*t out the mud, came out the motherf*ckin' can (Can)
These n*ggas wanna be bros, these n*ggas more like fans (Fans)
Smokin' straight out the boat, n*ggas pop Percs not Xans (b*tch)
It's not even christmas slime, might ho-ho-ho her friends (Friends)
Might just b*tch, give me throat
Make him walk around, don't even know how to dance
It's a Maybach truck not a van, six, lil' b*tch, Gods plan
Better not disrespect Gods hand, he was mad, [?] with right hand
Off-White b*tch look mad tan
We ain't rich, Richard Mille been tanned
[?] pigeon
With white Off-White in the kitchen
FN it came with a stichin'
Pop out, rock out, keep your distance
[Chorus: YTB Fatt]
Lil b*tch, I'm ready for it, lil b*tch, I'm ready for it, lil b*tch, I'm ready for it
Lil b*tch, I'm ready for it, lil b*tch, I'm ready for it, lil b*tch, I'm ready for it
Lil b*tch, I'm ready for it, lil b*tch, I'm ready for it
I rock these oversize jeans so all of this money can fit in my pants
I run it up with the guys, who get out the mud, don't need no advance
Mama told me gotta get it how you live, n*gga don't open your hand
Paps left at a young age, had to grow up and become a man
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