“Out the Mud”

[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah)
Lil Static in this bitch (Static, Static)
Ha-ha, yeah (Brrt)
Uh, look—
We gon’ talk that street shit today (Facts)
Uh-huh (Yeah)

[Chorus]
We came from the gutter, we ain’t had nothin’ (Ain’t had shit)
Now it’s big-ass whips and the bag bustin’ (Bustin’)
Chain heavy on my neck, got my back hurtin’ (Ice)
Big .40 on my hip, leave your ass hurtin’ (Boom, boom)
Couple racks in my jeans, I ain’t foldin’ shit (Nah)
Opps talkin’ on the net, but ain’t on shit (Pussy)
If I say “spin,” they gon’ spin like a damn disc (Skrrt)
Now the money stack tall like a damn fist (Stack it up)

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I’m from the block where the shots keep singin’ (Brrt, brrt)
Everybody strapped, even Grandma keep bringin’ (Facts)
Cash in the bag, that’s the only thing clingy
If it ain’t blue strips, then the shit ain’t bringin’ (Nah)
Posted in the trap, lights off, still glowin’ (Glowin’)
Racks in the safe, too fat, can’t close it (Can’t close)
Got a bitch in Dior, she bad, she know it (She bad)
Told her ass “bust down,” yeah, just show it (Bust it)
I was broke in the rain, cold nights, no dinner (Cold nights)
Now the coupe two-tone, switch lanes like a sinner (Skrrt)
Ain’t no peace talk, bitch, I’m not no beginner (Nah)
Opps lookin’ mad ‘cause they know I’m a winner (Facts)

[Chorus]
We came from the gutter, we ain’t had nothin’ (Ain’t had shit)
Now it’s big-ass whips and the bag bustin’ (Bustin’)
Chain heavy on my neck, got my back hurtin’ (Ice)
Big .40 on my hip, leave your ass hurtin’ (Boom, boom)
Couple racks in my jeans, I ain’t foldin’ shit (Nah)
Opps talkin’ on the net, but ain’t on shit (Pussy)
If I say “spin,” they gon’ spin like a damn disc (Skrrt)
Now the money stack tall like a damn fist (Stack it up)

[Verse 2]
Still with the same crew from the sandbox (Sandbox)
Now we ride bulletproof like the damn cops (Facts)
I don’t beef on the ‘Gram, that’s a fan spot (Nah)
We pull up masked up, make your land hot (Brrt)
Four chains on my neck, yeah, that’s a whole brick (Brick)
Opps mad ‘cause their girl tryna hold dick (Ha-ha)
Gotta beam on the stick so I don’t miss (Nope)
Turn a block to a pool, that’s a cold twist (Splash)
Bitch, I been up for days, ain’t slept one minute (Nah)
Runnin’ through the cash so fast, I spin it (Spin it)
They say “Static, chill,” I say “Nah, I’m in it” (I’m in it)
Every time they drop a chain, I’m the one who win it (Facts)