Launchpad Music - Out the Mud (feat. Howflyy, Maur Kii, Lotus the God & Dab Papi) Lyrics

Got it out the trenches
Starting five I don't do benches
Don't do love
I can't be simping circle a grade
Check the mentions
Watch your misses
She'll go missing
Other niggas hands cleans
But we got it out the mud
Out the dirt grind
Got it
Out the
Out the mud
Got it
Got it
Out the mud
Got it
Out the
Out the mud
Niggas hands clean
But we steady grinding

Bag it on the table
Bust it like a cable
I do What want
You do only want you able
I don't tell no fables
Horses in my stable
My new bitch is fine as f*ck
And she sing like an angel
Kill em cause I say so
Killers on my pay roll
Be advised
We be them guys
We shoot from every angle
Stripes on me, like bengals
There it is there he go
Launch pad
You ain't know
Shit you never seen before

Shit you never seen before
Window shopping
On the low
Lay away could not afford
Layed to waste all of my foes
Sipping on 4 4os yea
Got a bomb bay
When I'm feeling blue
She know just what to do yea
Out of the mud and off into the trenches
Can't be by my side
If you wii with the switching
Cook up a verse
Kiss a chef to your misses
Hooks got em hooked
You can swim with the fishes
Launchpad the gang way
No I don't rep no tres
But I got some shooters that pop whenever I say

Got it out the trenches
Starting five I don't do benches
Don't do love
I can't be simping circle a grade
Check the mentions
Watch your misses
She'll go missing
Other niggas hands cleans
But we got it out the mud
Out the dirt grind
Got it
Out the
Out the mud
Got it
Got it
Out the mud
Got it
Out the
Out the mud
Niggas hands clean
But we steady grinding

Jinchuriki
I'm sure you see
It's a beast in me
They water down my industry
But I like a gallon of water
When I feel the need to feast
Pollinated by the killer Bees
Young Lotus came
Straight from the Mud
Plenty niggas tried
Nippin the bud
They got some drip
But I came with a flood.
All I do is body Niggas
I feel like a Sumo
Boy I been a Boss
Before I Bought The Hugo
Is your bitch gon make it home with you tonight, Who Knows
I know if you F*ck with My Bros It Get Ugly; No Derulo

Got it out the mud
See the dirt on my tee
Had to hit that pussy raw
I just hope that it's clean
I swear thats the last time
But I say that every night
Pointless but I can try
Maybe then I'll get it right
Now
Are you gon come for me
Heard you was talking all that
Shit
But nobody likes a tease
All on the couch
Expensive upholstery
Ima get so deep up in that
Thing
I'm Drilling her ovaries

Out The Mud
Got it out the trenches
Starting five I don't do benches
Don't do love
I can't be simping circle a grade
Check the mentions
Watch your misses
She'll go missing
Other niggas hands cleans
But we got it out the mud
Out the dirt grind
Got it
Out the
Out the mud
Got it
Got it
Out the mud
Got it
Out the
Out the mud
Niggas hands clean
But we steady grinding