M33ch - Mudd Talk

Gutta baby I be killin' I guess I'm just with that mud talk
I ain't rich but I'm the kid I guess I'll hit em with that plug walk
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Gutta baby I be killin' I guess I'm just with that mud talk
I ain't rich but I'm the kid I guess I'll hit em with that plug walk
I be throwing up them threes you'll think I'm really with that blood talk
All them hoes gone try to hit me up I hit em with that shrug off
Tried to hit me up and I don't hit them back all them hoes that I done cut off
And I ain't worried bout them bitches that done hurt me it done rubbed off
We loading red tips in them Glocks and then we had to take them gloves off
And I done been through so much pain ain't have no comb I had to brush off
Uhh so girl fuck what you heard
No I ain't really tryna hear no words
You ain't notice that I been all through the worst
But that's my fault I thought that I could put you first
Why they love to bring my name up and they mouth yeah yeah
Tryna turn shawty against me you on toxic shit
But you can't switch up your stories I'm the one she rockin' with
Don't try to send them hittas at me cause they all gettin' lit
We peepin' how you movin' now we all gettin' pissed
Know you tryna rush to call her now we arguing and shit
No I ain't even that type of nigga girl I'm always with this shit
Fuck them niggas wet they block up and they all gettin drenched
Had a couple niggas blinded like it's
What? Pew pew
Had a couple niggas blinded like it's fogging and shit
Had to rip the bandaid off I put some gauze on this bitch
Won't do no arguing might have to make some calls on this bitch
My niggas smokin' loud in this bitch
Why you fuckin' niggas head up had her proud in this bitch
Now I get rowdy in this bitch
Come with the heat and now I'm ballin' like I'm lowry in this bitch
And if she fuckin' with me you ain't gon' see no childish in this bitch
I told my niggas hold they wrist up
And I ain't even fuckin' on that hoe I keep my dick tucked
Got me ridin' around the city I'm with five and we be stick up
All these bitches they be mad cause I'm the one that can't be rizzed up
Oh nigga that's your mans dropped better tell him get up
Keep all them snakes out of your grass gotta get rid of em
I tell them bitches that it's fuck em throw up the middle one
You know them niggas they can't touch me I'm a shit on em
We ain't worried bout a nigga cause I be on one
You ain't knowing that I'm tempted I don't ride with no gun
And you ain't puttin' no bag on my head cause you ain't got no funds
And you ain't standin' over a nigga cause you know that I ain't running
You know that I'm a dump it
Gutta baby I be killin' I guess I'm just with that mud talk
I ain't rich but I'm the kid I guess I'll hit em with that plug walk
I be throwing up them threes you'll think I'm really with that blood talk
All them hoes gone try to hit me up I hit em with that shrug off
Tried to hit me up and I don't hit them back all them hoes that I done cut off
And I ain't worried bout them bitches that done hurt me it done rubbed off
We loading red tips in them Glocks and then we had to take them gloves off
And I done been through so much pain ain't have no comb I had to brush off

Written by:
Ametriyus Thomas

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