Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Out The Mud, artist - Hotboii. Date of issue: 10.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Out The Mud |
| God |
| Dennis? |
| I just got that Runtz, Runtz pack, got my eyes low |
| I heard that friends turn fake, I don’t need none (Need none) |
| Cool on that (Cool on that) |
| Bought my son a Moncler jacket 'fore I bought me one (Me one) |
| And that’s a fact (Yeah) |
| Ain’t talkin' 'bout main squeezers, got three, uh (Three, uh) |
| And I ain’t on nobody drugs |
| They see lately he been smilin' |
| 'Cause we done made it up out of the mud |
| Ain’t never gave up (Up) |
| Yeah, they hating, so what? |
| (So what?) |
| Never gave no fucks |
| Draco go, «Uh» |
| Say, «Hop on, gorgeous,» tell me |
| Let me know when to push up |
| Say, «Hop on, gorgeous,» tell me, yeah |
| Draco go, «Uh» |
| Really, though, I ain’t tryna be selfish |
| I got twenty hoes, wanna get married |
| Slide a Beamer, I ain’t got no manners |
| Even on papers, I’m still totin' weapons |
| Put it in a BAPE purse, 'cause bae no felon |
| Bro fit the right side, but they not flexin' |
| I can’t be locked up, 'cause there ain’t no blessings |
| But maybe if ain’t go to the 'Gram, I’d be dead |
| Had to put on my gloves, put on my ski |
| You already know what I did |
| Gettin' this cheese, runnin' the streets |
| Then everything go bad |
| I hate reminiscin' this time |
| gold and Amiris |
| And put all in a past |
| Can’t fake with you niggas, I keep it one K with you niggas |
| No, I can never be that |
| Went there when I was down, |
| Did you wanna be 'round me? |
| I felt like they be spyin' me |
| Everybody got they eye on me |
| If you wanna wake up, I wanna get you cake, uh |
| Go lay back down to see |
| How I was raised, uh, no, I can’t wait, love |
| Soon I’ll be out of reach |
| I heard that friends turn fake, I don’t need none (Need none) |
| Cool on that (Cool on that) |
| Bought my son a Moncler jacket 'fore I bought me one (Me one) |
| And that’s a fact (Yeah) |
| Ain’t talkin' 'bout main squeezers, got three, uh (Three, uh) |
| And I ain’t on nobody drugs |
| They see lately he been smilin' |
| 'Cause we done made it up out of the mud |
| Ain’t never gave up (Up) |
| Yeah, they hating, so what? |
| (So what?) |
| Never gave no fucks |
| Draco go, «Uh» |
| Say, «Hop on, gorgeous,» tell me |
| Let me know when to push up |
| Say, «Hop on, gorgeous,» tell me, yeah |
| Draco go, «Uh» |
| PJ just land |
| He showed me the 'Rari, went straight to the Lamb' (Skrrt) |
| Don’t let me get pissed off (Uh), remember the pistol go, «Bam» (Brr) |
| Bands by my VLONE (VLONE), did this with no loan (No) |
| Just got a new home (Oh, wow), looked at my home like, «Ooh, woah» (Ooh) |
| Please do not get in my way (Way), 'cause I got a couple more spots to take |
| Goin' so fast (Zap), treatin' this like a relay (Oh, yeah) |
| Look like, «Who?» |
| (Wow), my bands is blue (Blue) |
| I’m comin' through (Move), you better move (Move) |
| My watch go «Flash» (Flash) |
| I can’t even see the time for real so I’m finna move fast |
| That bitch so bad and she wanna fuck so bad |
| And I’on even really fuck with her like that 'cause she ain’t 'bout her bag |
| (Bag) |
| Just like these other bitches, she ain’t even got my back |
| I heard that friends turn fake, I don’t need none (Need none) |
| Cool on that (Cool on that) |
| Bought my son a Moncler jacket 'fore I bought me one (Me one) |
| And that’s a fact (Yeah) |
| Ain’t talkin' 'bout main squeezers, got three, uh (Three, uh) |
| And I ain’t on nobody drugs |
| They see lately he been smilin' |
| 'Cause we done made it up out of the mud |
| Ain’t never gave up (Up) |
| Yeah, they hating, so what? |
| (So what?) |
| Never gave no fucks |
| Draco go, «Uh» |
| Say, «Hop on, gorgeous,» tell me |
| Let me know when to push up |
| Say, «Hop on, gorgeous,» tell me, yeah |
| Draco go, «Uh» |