Out the Mud lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I got this sh*t out the mud, lil' n*gga, I'm doin' this sh*t for my team
I went and took that lil' glizzy, that b*tch was so pretty, it came with a beam
The Draco chillin' at the crib, I'm doin' this sh*t for real
I had to get back in the booth, with this talent I got, I'ma run up a mil', for real
Turn this sh*t up in the club, when you hear this beat, dawg, you know that it's Soldier
Lil BG get around your b*tch and if he think she bad, lil' n*gga, then it's over
Trappin' money in the sofa
I might just go cop me a Rover
I'm sendin' letters to the pen, I'm postin' commissary, free my n*gga Sosa, yeah
If you're lookin' for me then come get me
Know I'm in the city, n*gga, why you hidin'?
If it's pressure, n*gga, let me know
'Cause if you say it's up, lil' n*gga, then I'm ridin'
I ran it up in perfect timing
A bunch of hitters and they slidin'
A n*gga used to rock the stage but now a n*gga steppin' off in that designer, yeah
I need to get on Medicaid, I'm sippin' on that purple, I'm not talkin' Fanta
I told that b*tch to hit lil' whoadie, you don't understand him, that's that country grammar, yeah
You know a n*gga keep that hammer
She spit it out and I'ma slap her
I catch a n*gga in the club then you know that it's up and I'm not finna damper, yeah
[Chorus]
I got this sh*t out the mud
How could I forget, dawg? I'm all about profit
I'm plugged in like a socket, I'm takin' off just like a rocket
Take a look at my motherf*ckin' pocket
When she see them racks, I bet she pop it
You know a n*gga 'bout my scrilla
n*gga, where your money? Know you need to stop it, yeah
I got this sh*t out the mud
How could I forget, dawg? I'm all about profit
I'm plugged in like a socket, I'm takin' off just like a rocket
Take a look at my motherf*ckin' pocket
When she see them racks, I bet she pop it
You know a n*gga 'bout my scrilla
n*gga, where your money? Know you need to stop it, yeah

[Verse 2]
I hit that lil' b*tch and her friend, now they say I'm a dog and I tell 'em to fetch
Lil' n*gga speakin' on the Soldier, know I gotta check him, better come correct
I'm always tryna chase a check
If I catch him, leave a n*gga wet
I'm smokin' one hell of a blunt
But my b*tch in the house, she ain't givin' no neck, yeah
You know I gotta keep it gangster, n*gga
I'm a Soldier, I might rob your partner
I treat a n*gga like a pill, you know I keep the chopper, I'ma have to pop him
I told the b*tch to call me papa
I take that back, just call me daddy
You can keep that n*gga on the side
'Cause if you got a baby, b*tch, I ain't the pappy, for real
[Chorus]
I got this sh*t out the mud
How could I forget, dawg? I'm all about profit
I'm plugged in like a socket, I'm takin' off just like a rocket
Take a look at my motherf*ckin' pocket
When she see them racks, I bet she pop it
You know a n*gga 'bout my scrilla
n*gga, where your money? Know you need to stop it, yeah

[Outro]
How could I forget, dawg? I'm all about profit
Socket, I'm takin' off just like a rocket
Take a look at my motherf*ckin' pocket
When she see them racks, I bet she pop it
You know a n*gga 'bout my scrilla
n*gga, where your money? Know you need to stop it, yeah