Stuck in the Mud (feat. SZA)

Stuck in the mud

Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the mud

Look at what the reaper got stuck in the mud

Range, Beamers, stuck in the mud

Two 10's on the inside, stuck in the mud

Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the mud

Look at what the reaper got stuck in the mud

Range, Beamers, stuck in the mud

Give me a day where I can play and I can pamper my wrist

Chrome inside pampers and shit

Grown and defenseless, long for my sister

Song that'll get ya home my nigga

I got a blunt inside my granny whip

Like my granny did, when she was dealin' with them damages

Yeah turkey bacon cabbages, oh

Ohh uh, what happened on a Saturday?

We took a Yukon just to grab my folks

I need a Groupon for all this dope

I know I do find but what did you find?

That bullshit but in due time

We actin' like we livin' right

Big pimpin'

These broads see stars my nigga

We are on guard and killin'

Y'all niggas hopeless, quote it

Stuck in the mud

Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the mud

Look at what the reaper got stuck in the mud

Range, Beamers, stuck in the mud

Two 10's on the inside, stuck in the mud

Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the mud

Look at what the reaper got stuck in the mud

Range, Beamers, stuck in the mud

Look bitch, ain't how that shit when I be talkin'

And I get livid on that liquor

I give a fuck about you, I want some bossa nova

You wanna see the tower, I wanna meet the quota

You look like everybody, and if my Henny body focus

And if my Henny body focus

I'm baptized in that chastised 100 proof dummy suit

Junkie, in my addict?

Everybody home, everybody home

I got a zip we can split, don't let everybody know

Yeah, keep it on the floor

Long arm with that quick stash

Top Dawg do your bitch bad, with a big bag

Holla if you with that, yea

20 on this kick back

Lookin' like... uh shit, yeah

Two 10's on the inside, stuck in the mud

Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the mud

Look at what the reaper got stuck in the mud

Range, Beamers, stuck in the mud

Two 10's on the inside, stuck in the mud

Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the mud

Look at what the reaper got stuck in the mud

Range, Beamers, stuck in the mud

Yeah, uh, uh, yeah

Ooh yeah

I be lookin' like a

Ooh yeah

With two 10's on the inside

Hoes, dreamers

Look at what that reaper got you

Range, Beamers

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Pop a Xanny, make your problems go away, yeah uh

Pop a Xanny, make your problems go away, yeah uh

I can handle, make your Bottle go away, yeah magic uh

Pop a Xanny, make your problems go away, yeah uh

But I can handle, make the bottle go away, yeah magic uh

Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I?

Can I sleep for a while?

Can I work on myself? You ain't lovin' no more

So if they pull up on the side, I ain't duckin' no more

This is after the half, an emotional dip

I was goin' too hard, I was sexting and shit

Take a line baby, spend your mind baby

This is just a California mind statement

Oh, shots from the Ruger, shots from the Ruger

Somebody died but don't nobody care

It's all bugged out, I'm still drugged out

We miss the couch and the lean at my cuts house

Just pop a Xan baby, make your problems go away, yeah oh

I can handle, make the bottle go away, hey yeah yeah

Just pop a Xanny, make your problems go away, yeah uh

I can handle, make the bottle go away, yeah woah woah

My cousin got a script I'm tryna make it flip

One baby mama cool one baby mama trip

No matter what I do there always be some shit

That nigga need a hug and I just need a fifth

My cousin got a script I'm tryna make it flip

One baby mama cool one baby mama trip

No matter what I do there always be some shit

This nigga need a hug and I just need a fifth

Pop a Xan baby

(No matter what I do it always be some shit)

(No matter what I do it always be some)

Make your problems go away, hey

Quarters and halves join in a band fuckin' your mind up

Quarters and halves join in a band fuckin' your mind up

Alright now bitches gon' be bitches and you niggas gon' be hoes

Only pop it cause you heard it in a song

Alright now bitches gon' be bitches and you niggas gon' be hoes

Only pop it cause you heard it in a song

Quarters and halves join in a band fuckin' your mind up

Quarters and halves join in a band fuckin' your mind up

Quarters and halves join in a band fuckin' your mind up

Fuckin' your mind up, fuckin' your mind up

It's gon' be mine, it's gon' be mine, it's gon' be mine

Come to here, that right there, that right there

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