Out Tha Mud lyrics

[Intro]
June, you're a genius
Ayy

[Chorus]
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 n*ggas tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clip for all these f*ck n*ggas
I'm straight out the mud, I can't f*ck with f*ck n*ggas
Why he say where he from? I don't give a f*ck, n*gga
A lot of y'all switched up on me, I don't trust n*ggas
I just put my middle finger up, f*ck a f*ck n*gga

[Verse 1]
Ayy, gang slide, gang slide, that's what I was doing last year
A lot of people say I'm being humble, n*gga, this the last year
Got so many bands, I'm the cashier, ayy
A n*gga retired the hats, b*tch, 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 b*tches
Migos throw me the pus*y, I'm dabbin' in it
I'm a Crip n*gga, but I gotta f*ck with my slimes, mhm, ayy
Nike headband, got the check right 'round my mind, mhm
I just can't f*ck with these f*ck n*ggas
Sniper look like a goose, I can't duck n*ggas
I lay down on the pillow with plus three
Talking 'bout how they all wanna f*ck a n*gga
I ain't no lick, n*gga, and I ain't no b*tch n*gga
My taxes is six figures, but I drop that on my whip, n*gga
[Chorus]
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 n*ggas tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clip for all these f*ck n*ggas
I'm straight out the mud, I can't f*ck with f*ck n*ggas
Why he say where he from? I don't give a f*ck, n*gga
A lot of y'all switched up on me, I don't trust n*ggas
I just put my middle finger up, f*ck a f*ck n*gga

[Verse 2]
I be like f*ck that n*gga, 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 n*gga gotta go'n and say f*ck it
Bought a new coupe for her, know my baby love it
Stirred the pot like a n*gga makin' butter
Holy water just to flood the face up
Natural b*tches, I'm like, "f*ck makeup"
Like my b*tches 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*ck n*ggas, ayy
Keep a pistol on me, don't try your luck, n*gga, ayy
If you ain't gang, n*gga, I don't f*ck with you, ayy
f*ck your kind, n*gga, you a f*ck n*gga, ayy
[Chorus]
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 n*ggas tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clip for all these f*ck n*ggas
I'm straight out the mud, I can't f*ck with f*ck n*ggas
Why he say where he from? I don't give a f*ck, n*gga
A lot of y'all switched up on me, I don't trust n*ggas
I just put my middle finger up, f*ck a f*ck n*gga