Mud Brothers 2 ft. Vibe$ & LilDj4ave Lyrics

Yeah, nigga wanna take me off the scene

But you gotta send send yo mans, yeah

Niggas rap like hoes but I blame that on Instagram, yeah

1600 for the ounce you know I stuck to the plan

Me and DJ clean like Listerine, our favorite saying

I can't go tit-for-tat but I can go pound-for-pound

I was out in Arizona - I was going town to town

You can't hit no lick on Vibe$, that ain't in the books, yeah

Niggas think they gangsta, they just gangsta on they hooks

I lay down seventeen bars and get to the punch, yeah

You can't dodge me so how the fuck you gon' dodge a bullet?

Vibe$ always been a GOAT you can't call me a rookie

Niggas make a couple bands, I go spend that wit' Bookie

I play GTA in real life wit' SMKA Gang, yeah

I don't pour up lean no mo', I smoke weed for pain

Say you gotta stay clean as fuck 'cause this a dirty game

This a MP wit' a stock, this not no .38

I be bumping Larry June 'cause we was gone for thirty days

Better have that money on-time, can't hear no bufalay

If bruh got a hit on somethin' he gon' call me up

He hit a lick, we wet his block, I guess it's Karma huh?

Shh, can't talk to the Feds, I can't rat for nothin'

Shh, got a Sig and a Glock, I can't front for nothin'

Fah, fah, fah fah, we lettin' out shots when niggas run

He said he live that life, why you outside without a gun?

Aye you said you trappin' hard but you straight cappin' RI-Hats

While you was tryna wife the lil hoe bro she was givin' that neck out in the back

They tried to flip the script I had to switch the movie on them niggas

Bro just sent the addy - ooo I'm movin' on that nigga, yah

I turned the beef to a pattie and I flipped it with my pistol, yah

Pack from Colorado and I ain't payin' shit till it lands

I still might tell the plug I ain't get hope that shit out in that land

If you need it get it when you see me bitch, I float in the wind

Bro got VV's wrapped around his teeth just to let you know he winnin'

I put 22K on all my teeth to show you I'm a Gremlin

I bet that BP9 tucked on my waist gon' make a nigga dance, yeah

I was solo dolo ain't no brodie, get yo mans, yeah

I don't take no photos 'cause I ain't friendly with a bitch, yeah

Hold on, take this picture boy I'm cleaner than a bitch, yeah

Can't do all that talkin' bitch I gotta make my move

Shit had hurt me when my partna had a smokin' case of blues

They say Rico right back hustlin' and makin' moves

BITCH, I get on my Cupid Shuffle shit - lace up my shoes

Should've went and signed with Nike, everything I want I do

Got a lil bitch outta Broward, put my stacks inside her room

I up that stick and let it shower, this shit street-sweep like a broom

Go and check the roster we was out here makin' moves

My lil bro DJ Bob The Builder, don't go without his tool

There was pressure I let the shit build up then they lit a fuse

Hop on that bike and I'm liftin' the wheel up, all they hear is "vroom"

I don't give a fuck about a hoe, me and my niggas gon' still get dough

Young Retro had to switch up the flow

Done with the pain 'cause you gotta let it go

On Xans so they know I move slow