Muddy

Album cover art for "Muddy" by IceBirds & Bando Supreme

IceBirds & Bando Supreme - Rap, Florida Rap

Muddy

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[Intro: IceBirds] (Xool on the beat, boy) (Jay, faz um plugg pra mim) Ayy, ayy [Chorus: IceBirds] Young ice nigga, why your cup so muddy? Never had a job but I still get money Got a passport, finna go out the country Lil' broke boys never seen no money (Seen no money) (Fuck) Not talkin' jail but they know I'm wanted Stars in the roof and the coupe came haunted (Ayy) She got her head in my lap while I drive (Plugg) Niggas be fake and they livin' they lies I got the Mac, no burger, ain't come with no fries (Ayy) They said the water was deep and I dive in it (Ayy) He gotta Rollie, no time in it (Time) Hе told a rap with a lie in it (Lie) They rеally be snakes and they hidin' it I made a play in five minutes [Verse: IceBirds] Said I finna quit, I'm was still gettin' blunted It's 2023, niggas still gettin' fronted If it's Supreme, you know I want it If it's Chrome Heart, then you know I own it Car, paid 'em, I seize every moment (Fuck) Bitches bad but I still don't want 'em (Still don't want 'em) Facin' these 'Woods got me in a coma Strap from L.A., this not Oklahoma (Not Oklahoma) Ayy, I'ma keep it real 'til the day that I die Wanna get money, then I'm your guy (I'm your guy) Flexin', gettin' exercise He havin' Wock', then I might just buy Fuckin' your bitch, got her doin' yoga Not about money, then, nigga, hol' up I'ma stay solid, won't never fold up Grab you a cup, my nigga, pour up [Chorus: IceBirds] Young ice nigga, why your cup so muddy? Never had a job but I still get money Got a passport, finna go out the country Lil' broke boys never seen no money Not talkin' jail but they know I'm wanted Stars in the roof and the coupe came haunted Gotta bad bitch, gettin' too much money Disrespect gang, we gon' shoot at some [Verse 2: Bando Supreme] Flip a pack, to the rest Know I ride for the money In the streets, I dare wrap a bag, no mummy Up the stick on 'em Had to cut the bitch, she was too much baggage Big racks, they green, no cabbage His pockets, they skinny, he fastin' Beat the pack, Pacquaio Get the box and start movin' it Stay in your lane 'cause we run up a check Got a lid full of niggas that I gotta shit on All these niggas ride 'round, yellin' peacoat Got a thirty round clip and it came with a biscuit on it If I had a band for, for niggas that switched on me I'll be more richer 3.5 of the Runtz in the 'Wood, no Swisher Bag up the work, then I get straight to work I hope they get the picture I pour up the lean for niggas who can't even started it Smoke it, we finish it [Chorus: IceBirds] Ayy, young ice nigga, why your cup so muddy? Never had a job but I still get money Got a passport, finna go out the country Lil' broke boys never seen no money Not talkin' jail but they know I'm wanted Stars in the roof and the coupe came haunted Gotta bad bitch, gettin' too much money Disrespect gang, we gon' shoot at some [Outro] (Jay, faz um plugg pra mim) (Xool on the beat, boy)

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  • IceBirds
  • Bando Supreme
  • JayPluggz
  • StoopidXool