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$werve - MUDD Lyrics



$werve - MUDD Lyrics
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[ Featuring Grioten, Day$okee ]

Aye, and i hit you with a headshot
Swerve so fast i be looking like a hedgehog
You ain't ever win because I am the best
I don't want to fight because I'll put your f*cking ass to rest
I ain't ever gunna fold
No cap I'm on go
Ima put you in a stretcher if you think I ain't a goat
Like, woah
I don't want to be your bro
Got big big goals and you finna make it slow
Automatic I just spread 100 shots
You a bot, Like, make another wish and you go running to your mom
You a bitch boy, bitch made, step the f*ck up
If you wanna be the best then get the f*ck up off the mudd
I be poppin' droppin' bodies
Getting money on my own
I use to ride with all these niggas
But they keep on getting hoe'd
And I be all about my lonesome
Droppin bodies on the road and
Catch 'em slipping I ain't trippin
Put a bullet in yo dome
I be talkin' how I'm walkin'
I been gettin' kinda colder
Keep a glockie in my sock
And I be on about my rover
Used to do this shit for fun now the money takin' over
Used to do this shit for fun now the money takin' over
If I catch you lackin'
Ima put you in the grave
I be pistol packin'
Droppin' bodies in the rain
Grippin' automatics
Finna shoot you in the brain
I be all about it
Finna watch you pass away
If I catch you lackin'
Ima put you in the grave
I be pistol packin'
Droppin' bodies in the rain
Grippin' automatics
Finna shoot you in the brain
I be all about it
Finna watch you pass away
I will take your soul
And make you DIE
IN YOUR VEINS
MUHAHAHAHA
Bitch I'm on beast mode, boutta hit that shit so clean
Ima put you in a headlock while I punch you in the spleen
No gas no brakes, all I do is get paid
If you really tryna f*ck with me, I'll put you in a maze
Skirt skirt skirt I'm the realest in the scene
Bitch I f*cking pick you last when I'm choosing my team
Got Bentleys, corvette, Ferrari
Drifting through the road at ease
I ain't ever gunna fold
No cap I'm on go
Ima put you in a stretcher if you think I ain't a goat
Like, woah
I don't want to be your bro
Got big big goals and you finna make it slow
Automatic I just spread 100 shots
You a bot, Like, make another wish and you go running to your mom
You a bitch boy, bitch made, step the f*ck up
If you wanna be the best then get the f*ck up off the mudd
I ain't ever gunna fold
No cap I'm on go
Ima put you in a stretcher if you think I ain't a goat
Like, woah
I don't want to be your bro
Got big big goals and you finna make it slow
Automatic I just spread 100 shots
You a bot, Like, make another wish and you go running to your mom
You a bitch boy, bitch made, step the f*ck up
If you wanna be the best then get the f*ck up off the mudd
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Aye, and i hit you with a headshot
Swerve so fast i be looking like a hedgehog
You ain't ever win because I am the best
I don't want to fight because I'll put your f*cking ass to rest
I ain't ever gunna fold
No cap I'm on go
Ima put you in a stretcher if you think I ain't a goat
Like, woah
I don't want to be your bro
Got big big goals and you finna make it slow
Automatic I just spread 100 shots
You a bot, Like, make another wish and you go running to your mom
You a bitch boy, bitch made, step the f*ck up
If you wanna be the best then get the f*ck up off the mudd
I be poppin' droppin' bodies
Getting money on my own
I use to ride with all these niggas
But they keep on getting hoe'd
And I be all about my lonesome
Droppin bodies on the road and
Catch 'em slipping I ain't trippin
Put a bullet in yo dome
I be talkin' how I'm walkin'
I been gettin' kinda colder
Keep a glockie in my sock
And I be on about my rover
Used to do this shit for fun now the money takin' over
Used to do this shit for fun now the money takin' over
If I catch you lackin'
Ima put you in the grave
I be pistol packin'
Droppin' bodies in the rain
Grippin' automatics
Finna shoot you in the brain
I be all about it
Finna watch you pass away
If I catch you lackin'
Ima put you in the grave
I be pistol packin'
Droppin' bodies in the rain
Grippin' automatics
Finna shoot you in the brain
I be all about it
Finna watch you pass away
I will take your soul
And make you DIE
IN YOUR VEINS
MUHAHAHAHA
Bitch I'm on beast mode, boutta hit that shit so clean
Ima put you in a headlock while I punch you in the spleen
No gas no brakes, all I do is get paid
If you really tryna f*ck with me, I'll put you in a maze
Skirt skirt skirt I'm the realest in the scene
Bitch I f*cking pick you last when I'm choosing my team
Got Bentleys, corvette, Ferrari
Drifting through the road at ease
I ain't ever gunna fold
No cap I'm on go
Ima put you in a stretcher if you think I ain't a goat
Like, woah
I don't want to be your bro
Got big big goals and you finna make it slow
Automatic I just spread 100 shots
You a bot, Like, make another wish and you go running to your mom
You a bitch boy, bitch made, step the f*ck up
If you wanna be the best then get the f*ck up off the mudd
I ain't ever gunna fold
No cap I'm on go
Ima put you in a stretcher if you think I ain't a goat
Like, woah
I don't want to be your bro
Got big big goals and you finna make it slow
Automatic I just spread 100 shots
You a bot, Like, make another wish and you go running to your mom
You a bitch boy, bitch made, step the f*ck up
If you wanna be the best then get the f*ck up off the mudd
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Writer: Day Sokee, Grio Ten
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Identity Music Ltd

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Performed By: $werve
Featuring: Grioten, Day$okee
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: Day Sokee, Grio Ten

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