Mutual Huey Mack (Ft. ​mike. (Mike Stud))

[Verse 1: Huey Mack]
Too faded off of the Bombay
Drinking it straight because I love the taste
I'd pour out some liquor for all the careers that I'm stealing, but that'd be a waste
Fuck all that hate
Still getting paid, out my suitcase while I move state to state
All of these rappers like Chucky, they all make me chuckle
I swear that it's so Child's Play
Yeah, copped me a crib way out there in L.A
Two thousand miles away
Bro you so local and I'm on a plane
Can't even hear the shit you got to say
Still throwing shade
Fuck it, I'll dig you a grave
Just copped a benz, that's a rapper cliché
Never putting my foot up on the brakes
Cause I came to this motherfucker to stay

[Hook: Huey Mack]
You don't fuck with me, I don't fuck with you, that's cool
That's cool, yeah that's cool
She wanna fuck with me, I wanna fuck her too, that's cool
That's cool, yeah that's cool (that's cool)
Bitch you know that it's mutual
So mutual
Bitch you, bitch you know that it's mutual
So mutual