Roddy Ricch - Out Tha Mud lyrics

June, you're a genius ayy

I just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanging
Now she think she hearing things
I just counted up one hundred bands with
All my dawgs at the Airbnb
All these niggas tryna be me
Got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clip for
All these fuck niggas
I'm straight out the mud
I can't fuck with fuck niggas
Why he say where he from?
I don't give a fuck, nigga
A lot of y'all switched up on me
I don't trust niggas
I just put my middle finger up
Fuck a fuck nigga

Ayy, gang slide, gang slide
That's what I was doing last year
A lot of people say I'm being humble, nigga
This the last year
Got so many bands, I'm the cashier, ayy
A nigga retired the hats, bitch
I can't do no cappin' here
And I gotta keep the rachet with me
Take his knee, got him Colin Kaepernick-ing
Puerto Rican, she freaky, I bag the bitches
Migos throw me the pussy, I'm dabbin' in it
I'm a Crip nigga, but I gotta
Fuck with my slimes, mhm, ayy
Nike headband, got the check
Right 'round my mind, mhm
I just can't fuck with these fuck niggas
Sniper look like a goose, I can't duck niggas
I lay down on the pillow with plus three
Talking 'bout how they all wanna fuck a nigga
I ain't no lick, nigga
And I ain't no bitch nigga
My taxes is six figures, but I
Drop that on my whip, nigga

I just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanging
Now she think she hearing things
I just counted up one hundred bands with
All my dawgs at the Airbnb
All these niggas tryna be me
Got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clip for
All these fuck niggas
I'm straight out the mud
I can't fuck with fuck niggas
Why he say where he from?
I don't give a fuck, nigga
A lot of y'all switched up on me
I don't trust niggas
I just put my middle finger up
Fuck a fuck nigga

I be like fuck that nigga
He ain't talkin' no money
If it ain't got twenties, fifties, hundreds
I don't love it look at my cup, it's double
Doin' donuts in public, ayy
And codeine a hell of a drug
Sometimes a nigga gotta go'n and say fuck it
Bought a new coupe for her
Know my baby love it
Stirred the pot like a nigga makin' butter
Holy water just to flood the face up
Natural bitches, I'm like, "Fuck makeup"
Like my bitches wearing Marc Jacobs
She poppin' it, I gotta smash
She trippin', I got her a bag
I'm Crippin', Chanel on the rag
I ain't got time for these fuck niggas, ayy
Keep a pistol on me, don't
Try your luck, nigga, ayy
If you ain't gang, nigga, I
Don't fuck with you, ayy
Fuck your kind, nigga, you a fuck nigga, ayy

I just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanging
Now she think she hearing things
I just counted up one hundred bands with
All my dawgs at the Airbnb
All these niggas tryna be me
Got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clip for
All these fuck niggas
I'm straight out the mud
I can't fuck with fuck niggas
Why he say where he from?
I don't give a fuck, nigga
A lot of y'all switched up on me
I don't trust niggas
I just put my middle finger up
Fuck a fuck nigga