London On Da Track - Out The Mud lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Thug] Blatt! Blatt! Blatt! Jeeee~ I make the pop flip I'm stacking my chips Like I'm in Vegas She gotta have hips Ain't f**ing no RIP My car is the latest My pockets on blimp I'm pissing out zips My kids are lazy Keys all on my cars I shine like a star I'm higher than Mars, ohh My j**elry is winning, no poo And this street sh** is in me, Ryu I got tats on my fore arms I smoke more trees than a Palm Hey and I'm......blowing, no bomb That FN I got is bout loud as a car alarm [Hook: Money Man] I told her jump inside the bed I told her open up ya legs I told her come and use ya head These n***as beefing over bread These n***as talking to the Feds I just go burn a pound of Meds I buy a brick and shake a leg I had to go and get it out the mud I had to turn myself in to a plug Ain't nobody want to show me love I had to crawl out from the slums I cut half these n***as off Cause half these n***as too soft I had to bounce back when I lost Ran it up now a n***a on me [Verse 2: Money Man] I went to Arizona for a minute Buy the boy just a cheaper ticket Baby girl let a plug hit it I'm a beast when them d** in me I'm with the growers out at Cali They just be tossing bags at me These n***as use to laugh at me Now these b**hes throwing a** at me Ain't have a shoulder to lean on Ain't have an OG to put me on Ran up a hundred thousand on my own Ran up a hundred thousand from the strong I'm kicking b**hes out the coupe I'm giving speeches to the troops Grab the F n N and let it loose I just can't snitch on my connect I just can't go for disrespect Pour a 40 ease all the stress Don't make me break a little n***a neck Streets turning a n***a to a monster Swear to god a n***a eating Lobster I keep a cart by all the robbers That's a hundred rounds for all my problems [Hook: Money Man] I told her jump inside the bed I told her open up ya legs I told her come and use ya head These n***as beefing over bread These n***as talking to the Feds I just go burn a pound of Meds I buy a brick and shake a leg I had to go and get it out the mud I had to turn myself in to a plug Ain't nobody want to show me love I had to crawl out from the slums I cut half these n***as off Cause half these n***as too soft I had to bounce back when I lost Ran it up now a n***a on me