Mud Diaries Entry #1 lyrics

[Intro]
Uh
Uh
It's Rawbone, need cash only
Ayy, uh

[Verse 1]
I been dumpin' fours for 'bout a month
I think we drank it all, I can't make it up
Slidin' and spazzin', them boys can't keep up
Them b*tches on my phone, I ain't pickin' up
12 on my ass and I ain't slowing up
I rock with my brothers, they ain't going for none
Pockets on chunky, pockets on Big Pun
I'm begging you, "Please, don't leave without your gun"
Chanelly frames all on my face, uh
That boy there a savage, stare down with the sun
Ain't rocking with n*ggas, heard y'all n*ggas bums
Y'all boys swapping garments, where the f*ck the funds?
Riding, I'm getting, I'm vibing, I'm dolo
Six hoes with me in the trunk, filming pornos
f*ck on my body, hell nah, this ain't Lord Knows (Yeah, yeah)

[Bridge]
Yeah, uh (I be rockin' out, let me talk my sh*t)
Shameless Money Gang, n*gga
Pow, pow, pow, pow, n*gga, yeah
b*tch, I'm back and I'm better than ever
Lowe the sweater, lil' ho, I won't let up
b*tch, I'm back and I'm, uh
Yeah
[Verse 2]
b*tch, I'm back and I'm better than ever
Lowe the sweater, lil' ho, I won't let up
Damn, what happened to that boy?
Last thing I heard, stupid n*gga got wet up
Back to back days at the bank, get your check up
Way too many bills, bank teller fed up
In love with the money, let's talk about a prenup
I'm oceanside, getting fed with my feet up
Wock stocked up, I ain't never running out, the f*ck is a drought?
Perc' popper, uh
That b*tch a lil' freak, I'm all in her mouth, feel like big papa
Yeah, them bags comin' in, them bags goin' out
That b*tch a lil' trooper, hide sticks at the house
The lil' b*tch be gettin' it, sticks in her blouse

[Outro]
Uh, yeah, Shameless Money Gang, n*gga (b*tch), uh, on top
Whole lot of bad sh*t, n*gga
b*tch, yeah