Trapboy Freddy

Mud
Shun On Da Beat Hoo Pineapple Fanta, I'm sippin’ mud Drinkin' that drink over bottle drugs I know them niggas ain't ’bout it all I got this shit here up out the mud Ayy, not enough, nigga, make 'em madder Young nigga eatin' good, gettin' fatter Young nigga done ran that sack up Y'all niggas gon' need some back-up Pineapple Fanta, I'm sippin' mud Drinkin’ that drink over bottle drugs I know them niggas ain’t 'bout it all I got this shit here up out the mud Ayy, not enough, nigga, make ’em madder Young nigga eatin' good, gettin' fatter Young nigga done ran that sack up Y'all niggas gon’ need some back-up Make a nigga spot jump, Jordan In apartments sellin' that water We ain't go to school, nigga, we was on that block Pushin' that rock, tryna make a way out Got that game from the old niggas I see right through these gold diggers Letras de cancionesShe wanna fuck with me, now the bankroll bigger Nah, I don't owe nan' one of these niggas If I ain't sleep on the floor with you Nigga, you can miss me with it Sippin' that red, I'm dizzy My ex-bitch say she miss me Pull up on me, can't kiss me I don't know where your lip went Put your head on my lap, spread your lipstick Ayy, hit that bitch like hit stick Bitch, I'ma ball, yeah, for sure that Ain't havin' that money, she a throwback If you owe, we gon' pay that Or we gon' bring it where you stay at I'm 'bout the drama, nigga I put your mama in it Stop that hollerin', nigga I can't wait 'til they find that nigga Pineapple Fanta, I'm sippin' mud Drinkin' that drink over bottle drugs I know them niggas ain't 'bout it all I got this shit here up out the mud Ayy, not enough, nigga, make 'em madder Young nigga eatin' good, gettin' fatter Young nigga done ran that sack up Y'all niggas gon' need some back-up Pineapple Fanta, I'm sippin' mud Drinkin' that drink over bottle drugs I know them niggas ain't 'bout it all I got this shit here up out the mud Ayy, not enough, nigga, make 'em madder Young nigga eatin' good, gettin' fatter Young nigga done ran that sack up Y'all niggas gon' need some back-up Sippin' that white girl, Hannah Might book me a flight to Atlanta When the pot get hot, can't handle Might gotta light that candle Smellin' that dope in the living room Cook up a crumb, gotta get a spoon Sellin' that dope since middle school Runnin' through O's all through the school Get you two blunts for five dollars Cigar boxed up in my socks Pocket on swole like a hot pocket Any drug you want, nigga, I got it Bitch, I'm the man like old boy I been the man since corduroys Two-hundred thousand in the car garage Get to steppin', motherfucker, like Marty Mar Look at me now, I'm dripped up Pray to God I don't get picked up Thirty gram, drip my wrist up I'm holdin' your bitch ransom RIP my granny, know you proud of your grandson I'm goin' to the bank, dunkin' on 'em, and one Pineapple Fanta, I'm sippin' mud Drinkin' that drink over bottle drugs I know them niggas ain't 'bout it all I got this shit here up out the mud Ayy, not enough, nigga, make 'em madder Young nigga eatin' good, gettin' fatter Young nigga done ran that sack up Y'all niggas gon' need some back-up Pineapple Fanta, I'm sippin' mud Drinkin' that drink over bottle drugs I know them niggas ain't 'bout it all I got this shit here up out the mud Ayy, not enough, nigga, make 'em madder Young nigga eatin' good, gettin' fatter Young nigga done ran that sack up Y'all niggas gon' need some back-up From Letras Mania