Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mean Muggin , by - Cash Kidd. Release date: 07.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mean Muggin |
| Damn, kid, you so fake, I can’t get a hold of you |
| Nigga, go’n send that pape', you want me on a song with you |
| Price goin' up by the day, it’s not negotiable |
| For these lines, niggas gotta pay, like I sold a deuce |
| Sorry, bae, the buffs dark, I ain’t even notice you |
| Say she love me, dawg, I wouldn’t believe her even if she showed em proof |
| He ain’t know where the bullets came from, my dawg was on his roof |
| Yeah, we strapped, keep them poles on me like a photoshoot, huh |
| Yeah, I know you hatin' on the G.O.A.T., spreadin' rumors |
| I know she a chooser, bitch, you should’ve said that sooner |
| I’ma pass her to my dawg, then act like I never knew her |
| It ain’t shit, I never sweat her, I ain’t Freddie Krueger |
| Bitch, I sleep with the 40 like I’m havin' sex with cougars |
| Keep that bitch on me, I ain’t gotta call no shooter |
| Flew your bitch out of town, you in the city callin' Ubers |
| Gave her backshots on the balcony like Martin Luther |
| Ayy, forty thousand racks on me, I’ll blow it right now like I ain’t never had |
| nothin' |
| Gotta keep a strap on me, wish I didn’t, but I guess these niggas mad at |
| somethin', huh |
| Niggas mad at somethin', huh |
| I guess the bag ain’t jumpin' |
| Niggas stay mean muggin' |
| I gotta keep the pole on me, I’m just tryna survive |
| These niggas telephoning it, but they ain’t comin' outside |
| I upped the strap, gave him two, but I ain’t throwin' the peace sign |
| I caught him lackin', now he dead and gone like he Trayvon |
| And I ain’t showin' no more love, I been stabbed a few times |
| They know I’m blowin' up soon, I was one of a kind |
| And all them L’s back then, now it’s Louis Vuitton |
| I up the chop, it’s gon' faster than Busta Rhymes |
| Ayy, forty thousand racks on me, I’ll blow it right now like I ain’t never had |
| nothin' |
| Gotta keep a strap on me, wish I didn’t, but I guess these niggas mad at |
| somethin', huh |
| Niggas mad at somethin', huh |
| I guess the bag ain’t jumpin' |
| Niggas stay mean muggin' |