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danyante - out the mud lyrics

[intro]
you got that sh+t bruh? igh bet

[hook]
all these f+ck n+ggas, b+tches folding like clothes (huh)
i jus pop me a lil bean, now im switchin the flow
give a f+ck if u a broke n+gga, still kickin yo door
ever since i hit that l!ck now i got fetti to blow (fetti to blow)
all these f+ck n+ggas, b+tches folding like clothes (huh)
i jus pop me a lil bean, now im switchin the flow
give a f+ck if u a broke n+gga, still kickin yo door
ever since i hit that l!ck now i got fetti to blow

[verse 1]
ever since i f+cked yo b+tch dat b+tch been blowin my phone
i can’t f+ck with dat lil thottie, b+tch im sending her home
ain’t afraid of smackin hoes so lil b+tch lower yo tone
ill take yo b+tch, i f+ck dat b+tch then mf im gone
n+ggas b+tches, acting up like ion pop sh+t
check yo facts before u talk, u could get popped, b+tch
got yo b+tch up on my d+ck, she loving all my trap sh+t
ima take her to da ghetto, f+ck her, she gon take d+ck
long clip, k!ll a n+gga on some hoe sh+t
give a f+ck about yo feelings, b+tch i care bout my wrist
got some yellow diamonds, im a youngboy, cost like 4 bricks
if he actin crazy, on my mama we keep big sticks
big sh+ts (huh)
lil n+gga is u stupid
hit em in da heart lil n+gga, like a f+ckin cupid
got yo baby mama on my d+ck, she love my music
he been talkin down and shi, so now we got his wig split, real sh+t

[bridge]
made it out the mud, now im counting it up
ain’t no body had no faith, but i ain’t give a f+ck
old hoes on my phone, b+tch i ain’t picking up
on the block with my n+ggas, we still f+cking sh+t up (f+ckin sh+t up)

[hook]
all these f+ck n+ggas, b+tches folding like clothes (huh)
i jus pop me a lil bean, now im switchin the flow
give a f+ck if u a broke n+gga, still kickin yo door
ever since i hit that l!ck now i got fetti to blow (fetti to blow)
all these f+ck n+ggas, b+tches folding like clothes (huh)
i jus pop me a lil bean, now im switchin the flow
give a f+ck if u a broke n+gga, still kickin yo door
ever since i hit that l!ck now i got fetti to blow

[verse 2]
walk up in this b+tch, with my hot sh+t
and im talm bout my semis, and my glocks, b+tch
block fave, on yo block n+ggas know me
totin glocks, shootin opps, by my lonely

f+ck a n+gga b+tch, and gotta dip, this ain’t no new sh+t fa me
thirty on my lap, and got some bullets for u f+ckin phonies
ima keep it going, till i cop my mama thousand rollies
all my love is fa da money, i can’t love no f+ckin thotties
off the molly, lil b+tch welcome to da f+ckin party
f+ck yo b+tch, she actin big, might catch a f+ckin body
actin up, ill f+ck yo face up, lil n+gga like rocky
all i do these lil n+ggas finna go and copy
they can’t stop me
b+tch n+ggas know they ain’t gon stop me
showed a n+ggas b+tch the trap, and i got dat sloppy
lil n+gga on my block just another target
talkin down on the web, we could shootcho mommy

[hook]
all these f+ck n+ggas, b+tches folding like clothes (huh)
i jus pop me a lil bean, now im switchin the flow
give a f+ck if u a broke n+gga, still kickin yo door
ever since i hit that l!ck now i got fetti to blow (fetti to blow)
all these f+ck n+ggas, b+tches folding like clothes (huh)
i jus pop me a lil bean, now im switchin the flow
give a f+ck if u a broke n+gga, still kickin yo door
ever since i hit that l!ck now i got fetti to blow

- danyante lyrics

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