Out tha Mud

[Intro]
(Vui steppin with-)
I got drank up in my cup
In that whip we cut shit up
Only smokin' on his guts

Your bitch choking on these nuts
I'm tryna take that bitch out the mud
Said yo' nigga know me, yeah
Pussy ah nigga don't know me, yeah

[Verse]
Pull up, crib lets have some fun
Walk outside I keep my gun
I was screaming free my son
Put your bitch hair in a bun

I'm trynna give her a son
Love your nine, or you outta luck
I'm tryna take that bitch out the mud
Y'all ain't 'bout things, yeah I doubt

[Verse]
(I'm tryna take that bitch out the mud)
Wallet- Wallet full of bricks
Tag your nigga in a post you know it's clips
I'm with gang it's REAL RUNTZ in this bitch
Your bitch put her real tongue on this dick

You trynna sneak a shot, think you slick
Talkin' with his chest, he need vicks
I mix some Benny in the Henny, take a trip
One false move I make a T-Shirt with his pic

Baby there ain't nothing we can fix
I was trappin' out the highschool, with the clique
You was out here mixing fake Xans with the Nic
Niggas in my city be so pussy, easy lick

All these niggas is so shitty like the Knicks
Tag your nigga in a post, he my pick
Heard he spittin' so we put him in the mix
They be dying, they be going missing, and it's RIP

[Outro]
(I'm tryna take that bitch out the mud)
(I'm tryna take that bitch out the mud)
(I'm tryna take that bitch out the mud)
(I'm tryna-)