Rockgang Dah - Thats My Muddy lyrics

Grrah-grrah, huh grrah-grrah, huh
Don't run, don't trip, like
Don't run, don't trip (yeah)

If you double it up, Dougie takin' that pack
(Pack)
Pray to my mother I would never lack (Lack)
I done shot niggas who ain't get back
(They ain't get back)
Two shots, "Baow, baow", make 'em collapse
(Baow, baow) i know C-Hii be quick to attack
Bitch, I climb over gates just
To shoot at the hats
(Don't run, don't run)
Hol' on, and I stay with a hat, like
Run up, that boy, getting clapped, look
(Grrah-grrah)
And it sit on my lap (And it sit on my)
Try and run in that pussy, get
Like, one false move, hop out, I attack
(Like, what?)

Ayo Kay, that's a opp
I shoot him in his back
I'ma slide in your block
I pull up in all black
Fah, pop a opp just like a flat
Red dot, green dot, he runnin' like he Flash
If that boy try to flex
I'm poking from his back
When I walk in CVS, I'm leaving with a pint
Pew pew, keep a strap just like a dyke
I just popped two percs and
Fucked this bitch all night
I just scored a paint of red
And poured up in a Sprite
Got some bloody's uptop, they
Always send a kite, huh
Fuck the opps, they tryna diss me
Kay Flock keep a stick, you run up
Shit get sticky if you slide on my block
I bet you never miss me
When I up the 45, he dancing like he Diddy
I'ma slide with 30 clip and
Shoot him in his kidney rGD, I got the drip
Ya bitch she wan' lick me
He got lined by a thot
We killed him with a 50
I just poured a 5 ounce
My Fanta lookin' filthy
Niggas never outside
These pussy niggas kill me

Get the drop to his function
Bet I make it litty
DOA, Sev Block when she poppin' her titty
Lil bitch tote the knocker
Better not move mixy spin 'til I'm dizzy
Ain't talking no Blixky
Kay-Kay point his fingers
Now they running Ricky (Ricky)
Tell her, "Get shiggy, lil' baby"
No jiggy
Got a baddie, she shaking like Nicki (Nicki)
Need a Keisha when shit getting sticky
Bring a lil' smoochie to go with me
She tried to up too, ain't passing no sitchy
(Baow, baow)
Like, after this you better lick me (Bitch)
We get muddy, I tell her no tipsy
(Lil' bitch) me and Dougie the evil twins
Bitch I'm the demon
So if you want us, come and get with me, like
(Come get with me, nigga)
That's my muddy, we go 50 for 50 (50 for 50)
Doing hit's out of stolley's or renty
(Renty) bitch, I'm Structure
I ain't talking no Bizzy

I'll slide in your block
I'm flockin' with the semi
Ayo, bro, that's an opp
Put shots right in his belly
In the spot it get hot
But I ain't talking no Nelly
And your bitch be fucking
Treeshing in the telly
You can ask about RGD, I put in work
Me and Kay spot an opp, we put him on a shirt
Fuck your mans, we put him in the dirt
Pew pew, I'm shooting like I'm Durk
When I'm fucking your bitch
She lifting up her skirt
Get the drop from a thot
We gotta make it work
Ayo, bro, that's an opp
We pop him like a perc
I'ma up the 45 and put holes in his shirt
All my opps is popped, they bums
They smoking dirt
And I'm getting to the bag
These bitches they tryna flirt
I just found five claims and
Spent it on a shirt
I just popped me a perc, a 30, got me busting
Ima slide on the opps with Dougz
We got them running rGD, I got them racks
I got the plug in London
Put a shot to his top
I gave him a concussion

Smoking on who? Show you
What these slugs 'bout
Munna a demon, flocking shit on Clubhouse
Spinnin' with 80s
Them lil' niggas bugged out
Lil Notti, he bringing them guns out
He said, "Flocka
It's time to have fun now"
First O he get, he see
He getting gunned down
If the gun jam up, he getting bunked down
Gun with a beam, we don't miss
That's a touchdown
Tried to duck out of luck, now he rushed now
Woke up at six at the locker
Got punched down

Like, grrah-grrah
Woke up at six at the locker
Got punched down
He said it was lit, got crushed down