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out tha mud - roddy ricch lyrics

[intro]
june, you’re a g*nius
ayy

[chorus]
i just copped amiri jeans, chains clanging, now she think she hearing things
i just counted up one hundred bands with all my dawgs at the airbnb
all these n-gg-s tryna be me, got a new h-llcat, stay clear of me
and i got extended clip for all these f-ck n-gg-s
i’m straight out the mud, i can’t f-ck with f-ck n-gg-s
why he say where he from? i don’t give a f-ck, n-gg-
a lot of y’all switched up on me, i don’t trust n-gg-s
i just put my middle finger up, f-ck a f-ck n-gg-

[verse 1]
ayy, gang slide, gang slide, that’s what i was doing last year
a lot of people say i’m being humble, n-gg-, this the last year
got so many bands, i’m the cashier, ayy
a n-gg- retired the hats, b-tch, i can’t do no cappin’ here
and i gotta keep the rachet with me
take his knee, got him colin kaepernick-ing
puerto rican, she freaky, i bag the b-tches
migos throw me the p-ssy, i’m dabbin’ in it
i’m a crip n-gg-, but i gotta f-ck with my slimes, mhm, ayy
nike headband, got the check right ’round my mind, mhm
i just can’t f-ck with these f-ck n-gg-s
sniper look like a goose, i can’t duck n-gg-s
i lay down on the pillow with plus three
talking ’bout how they all wanna f-ck a n-gg-
i ain’t no lick, n-gg-, and i ain’t no b-tch n-gg-
my taxes is six figures, but i drop that on my whip, n-gg-

[verse 2]
i be like f-ck that n-gg-, he ain’t talkin’ no money
if it ain’t got twenties, fifties, hundreds, i don’t love it
look at my cup, it’s double
doin’ donuts in public, ayy
and codeine a h-ll of a drug
sometimes a n-gg- gotta go’n and say f-ck it
bought a new coupe for her, know my baby love it
stirred the pot like a n-gg- makin’ b-tter
holy water just to flood the face up
natural b-tches, i’m like, “f-ck makeup”
like my b-tches wearing marc jacobs
she poppin’ it, i gotta smash
she trippin’, i got her a bag
i’m crippin’, channel on the rag
i ain’t got time for these f-ck n-gg-s, ayy
keep a pistol on me, don’t try your luck, n-gg-, ayy
if you ain’t gang, n-gg-, i don’t f-ck with you, ayy
f-ck your kind, n-gg-, you a f-ck n-gg-, ayy

- roddy ricch lyrics

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