CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Muddy Cup
Reuel stop playing with these n***as
Stop playing
b*t*h, have you ever seen a hundred hundreds? (Tenball)
Yes I'm seventeen with a lot of money
It's a couple n***as hating but they b*t*hes love me
Before I ever go broke, I'ma rob a junkie
Knock, knock, I'm at your door, where's Ling Ling?
Not 24 carat p*ssy, it's a bing bing
It's four in the morning off a six ounce
If she ain't tryna suck no d**k, kick the b*t*h out (Get the f**k out)
I just made a twenty ball in less than seven days
To be a millionaire you gotta get it seven ways
I'm on my sixth, I'm just tryna check the seventh play
Stand sixty b*t*h I coulda been dropped a chain (Sixty bands)
Yes b*t*h I coulda been dropped a coupe
But I flood the trap with birds like a pigeon coup
Bought ten Percocets then I took two
TSA don't know sh*t, I can get it through (Get it through)
Ayy MoneyBags ayy
And I ain't answering my phone right now, I'm occupied
Can't you see me checking traps? I gotta count the flies
Don't you come up over here 'cause I do not advise
I got so high I was scared to sleep, thought I was 'bout to die
b*t*h I'm back up on that sh*t like I'm a f**king fly
And I ain't f**king with them n***as on the other side
b*t*h I look like a BB dub, and got some thunder thigh
You ain't no demon n***as sweeter than some pumpkin pie
I coulda slipped in n***a's house and tied his mama up
You bragging 'bout a hundred ball, that sh*t is not enough
Like who the f**k beat up my pants? My pockets knotted up
I put that sh*t up in the pot it got to rocking up
When we heard suckas in the party, got to rocking up
Your plug got fentanyl in his percs you n***as get shot with us
And I won't even bust a knock if he don't cop enough
Your stomach's fiddling when I'm sliding, I got a lot of guts
I know a lot of different ways to make your money dub
Yes my b*t*h a neat freak but this a muddy cup
Your mans got on a pink bandana he a funny thug
I catch you f**king with them suckas, catch a sluggy slug
I told a nerd I had some mac it was a eight of tricks
n***a even when I'm lying I ain't faking sh*t
Got your b*t*h star struck I told her, "Make a wish"
Before she made it I was gone 'cause I had pay to get
And I just can't do any feature, what's your resume?
Poured up a six I don't remember nothing from yesterday
All big bills, this sh*t heavy, you n***as featherweights
I bet this forty cook a opp and make 'em rest the plate
I'll send a n***a up and make 'em rest in space
I'll send a n***a up into the heaven gates
Oh your n***a love to flex? Then baby set the play
And let a n***a touch the ice, he gon' be dead today b*t*h
Stop playing
b*t*h, have you ever seen a hundred hundreds? (Tenball)
Yes I'm seventeen with a lot of money
It's a couple n***as hating but they b*t*hes love me
Before I ever go broke, I'ma rob a junkie
Knock, knock, I'm at your door, where's Ling Ling?
Not 24 carat p*ssy, it's a bing bing
It's four in the morning off a six ounce
If she ain't tryna suck no d**k, kick the b*t*h out (Get the f**k out)
I just made a twenty ball in less than seven days
To be a millionaire you gotta get it seven ways
I'm on my sixth, I'm just tryna check the seventh play
Stand sixty b*t*h I coulda been dropped a chain (Sixty bands)
Yes b*t*h I coulda been dropped a coupe
But I flood the trap with birds like a pigeon coup
Bought ten Percocets then I took two
TSA don't know sh*t, I can get it through (Get it through)
Ayy MoneyBags ayy
And I ain't answering my phone right now, I'm occupied
Can't you see me checking traps? I gotta count the flies
Don't you come up over here 'cause I do not advise
I got so high I was scared to sleep, thought I was 'bout to die
b*t*h I'm back up on that sh*t like I'm a f**king fly
And I ain't f**king with them n***as on the other side
b*t*h I look like a BB dub, and got some thunder thigh
You ain't no demon n***as sweeter than some pumpkin pie
I coulda slipped in n***a's house and tied his mama up
You bragging 'bout a hundred ball, that sh*t is not enough
Like who the f**k beat up my pants? My pockets knotted up
I put that sh*t up in the pot it got to rocking up
When we heard suckas in the party, got to rocking up
Your plug got fentanyl in his percs you n***as get shot with us
And I won't even bust a knock if he don't cop enough
Your stomach's fiddling when I'm sliding, I got a lot of guts
I know a lot of different ways to make your money dub
Yes my b*t*h a neat freak but this a muddy cup
Your mans got on a pink bandana he a funny thug
I catch you f**king with them suckas, catch a sluggy slug
I told a nerd I had some mac it was a eight of tricks
n***a even when I'm lying I ain't faking sh*t
Got your b*t*h star struck I told her, "Make a wish"
Before she made it I was gone 'cause I had pay to get
And I just can't do any feature, what's your resume?
Poured up a six I don't remember nothing from yesterday
All big bills, this sh*t heavy, you n***as featherweights
I bet this forty cook a opp and make 'em rest the plate
I'll send a n***a up and make 'em rest in space
I'll send a n***a up into the heaven gates
Oh your n***a love to flex? Then baby set the play
And let a n***a touch the ice, he gon' be dead today b*t*h
