Smokepurpp, Almxghty - MUDDY lyrics

I just be smoking and I just be loaded
I cannot focus, you niggas are roses
You fake, niggas know I can't relate
I was 15, sippin' on 38
Everyone I know got a 40
I swear that these niggas don't know me
I swear that these niggas don't know me
I swear to God, dammit, these niggas so phony

My cup is soo muddy my cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy my cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy my cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy my cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy my cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy my cup is soo muddy

My cup is soo muddy, goddammit
It's me and Uncle, goddamnit
Got with your bitch and we smashin'
We makin' an oreo sandwich
I blow up a nigga with toolies
His bitch on the run, gimme tooters
Goddamn I love fuckin' these groupies
We goin' in, it look like a shootin'
100 round drum on my hip
Pussy soo wet I might slip
Pussy soo wet it gon' drip
Pussy soo wet I might lick
Codeine and Sprite what I sip
She don't get shit but this dick
I make her cum, make her flip
Samsung, it jump on my hip
Smokin' on Cali, I'm gone
I just left off to Hong Kong
Bitch wanna rip on my bong
Bitch wanna sing all my songs

My cup is soo muddy my cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy my cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy my cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy my cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy my cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy my cup is soo muddy

My cup is soo muddy I pour up
That dirty, I mix with this bubbly
I lean like a dumby
Finessin' you dummy, my city they love me
Ain't noone above me
All in her mouth like some motherfuckin' dip
Three cellphones and they all flip
Ain't talkin' sauce but I make
The hoe drip and
The gang up next pussy boy don't trip
Pussy boy, don't slip
ALMXGHTY shirt and my jeans with a rip
Might take his bitch, might take a trip
Keep the 4-5 on my hip, walk with a dip
Me and Purpp smokin' out the zip
She a lil vibe
Get pass her off to the clique
Pass, touchdown get it off of her real quick
Pass, touchdown get it off of her real quick
Young nigga sippin' drank
Switchin' lanes in a tank
Can't fuck with my gang
Got gold in my chain
I'm drippin' like paint, hi-tech lemonade
She givin' me face but I
Don't know her name
I got the sauce, I'm Lil' Chic-Fil-A
Shrimp 500 on my motherfuckin' waist
Hope my young niggas beat
The motherfuckin' case
I drop the xan for the motherfuckin' taste
Then I'll take off in
The motherfucin' wraith, damn