Out the Mud lyrics

Colorful FMB, baby

We got out the mud, f*cked around and ran that sh*t up
Now these n*ggas wanna beef with us
All this side talking, I ain't speak enough
Go off hawking money, double up my cup
All these drugs in my system got me sprung
Got me looking at your b*tch through my buzz
I swear we winning n*ggas can't sit with us
I swear we winning n*ggas can't sit with us
I swear we winning n*ggas can't sit with us

Hit Miami and I'm horny for a week
I done had a menage in my suite
Hit it from the back, watch what you eat
Once she done she gon' press back to me
I'm just mad putting bands up my sleeve
Blew it all at the bar, I ain't cheap
Get a n*gga knocked clean off his feet
Don't get it twisted 'cause I'm nice on these beats
I done lost it all, I don't have a lot of feel
Down to my last I can pay the bills
I thank God for the world of new deals
I just wanna live life and make some meals
I made a hundred thou before the deal
I got the juice I ain't going out like steel
Shoot up your car and let Jesus take the wheel
Ride with some sh*t that you see on battlefield
On your door, behind the scenes on tour
You can tell I got that sh*t by how I walk
Buzzed down on my wrist I just bought
You ain't never spit a dub in your life
23 or 40 thousand worth of ice
Y'all so real real had to hit it twice
There's lots 'a gold so I had to up my price
I told my momma that I'm 'bout to change her life
We got out the mud, f*cked around and ran that sh*t up
Now these n*ggas wanna beef with us
All this side talking, I ain't speak enough
Go off hawking money, double up my cup
All these drugs in my system got me sprung
Got me looking at your b*tch through my buzz
I swear we winning n*ggas can't sit with us

I swear we winning n*ggas can't sit with us
I swear we winning n*ggas can't sit with us

I swear we winning n*ggas can't sit with us
I swear we winning n*ggas can't sit with us
I swear we winning n*ggas can't sit with us