sippin mud ? *67 (USA)
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[Intro]
I should trust you why? After you stole radioactive waste? After you lied to us all summer? I don't even know who you are
Look I know this all seems nuts, but I need that machine to stay on, if you can just let me explain
Oh no, brace yourselves!
[Verse]
That nigga talk behind a screen, no pullin' up
I feel like a pig 'cause the way I'm always sippin mud
Momma told me chase my fuckin' dreams, never chase a thot
Told my lil' bro stop doing them pills and stop doing fraud
I been in the field, shooting shit like it's fuckin' COD
If a nigga wanna spray it down, I'mma fuck ya mom's
Pussy nigga's always wanna bitch, fuckin' with my songs
Pull up to his crib, he gon' bounce like a fuckin' frog
He ain't doin' shit that you playin' he's a fuckin fraud
You ain't nothin' but a fuckin' bitch, she's a fuckin' thot
And this bitch wanna give me sucky but she fuckin' with the ops
If I find a op I'ma shoot that nigga and his shit (Damn!)
I cannot go broke, guarantee you I'ma hit a lick
How you all be broke? and got no fuckin' bitch
If I were you nigga, I'd slit my wrists
I heard your music, lost my will to live
I should trust you why? After you stole radioactive waste? After you lied to us all summer? I don't even know who you are
Look I know this all seems nuts, but I need that machine to stay on, if you can just let me explain
Oh no, brace yourselves!
[Verse]
That nigga talk behind a screen, no pullin' up
I feel like a pig 'cause the way I'm always sippin mud
Momma told me chase my fuckin' dreams, never chase a thot
Told my lil' bro stop doing them pills and stop doing fraud
I been in the field, shooting shit like it's fuckin' COD
If a nigga wanna spray it down, I'mma fuck ya mom's
Pussy nigga's always wanna bitch, fuckin' with my songs
Pull up to his crib, he gon' bounce like a fuckin' frog
He ain't doin' shit that you playin' he's a fuckin fraud
You ain't nothin' but a fuckin' bitch, she's a fuckin' thot
And this bitch wanna give me sucky but she fuckin' with the ops
If I find a op I'ma shoot that nigga and his shit (Damn!)
I cannot go broke, guarantee you I'ma hit a lick
How you all be broke? and got no fuckin' bitch
If I were you nigga, I'd slit my wrists
I heard your music, lost my will to live
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