MUTT

MUTT (Explicit) - NAV/Quavo

Lyrics by：Navraj Singh Goraya/Quavious Keyate Marshall

Composed by：Navraj Singh Goraya/Quavious Keyate Marshall

Produced by：Money Musik/Luc1us

Money done geeked on this mothafucka

Mutt mutt mutt mutt

We havin' stuff stuff stuff stuff

Shawty gon' buss buss buss buss

We shoot better duck duck duck duck

I seen on Twitter they say I don't get no hoes

I gotta hunnid pullin' up

I just went 24's on my rolls it's lookin' like a Tonka truck

I just came off the road doin' my shows just me Slow and Bucks

Fuckin' on strippers I'm staying with my pole better not try your luck

Back to backwoods yeah we line it up

We having fine stuff

100's and 50's divide it up

Then we throwing it up

Double me up yeah I'm drinking it up

Styrofoam the cup

Where did you get 'em? Your diamonds are dull

Your jeweler ain't nun'

I just went 5k on a pint of Wok bitch

I got you rent my cup

Huncho came through eight carats on his ear bitch I'm 'bout to double up

I'm doing great I ain't trying to go on dates baby I'm tryna fuck

I don't wanna sleep girl I'm staying awake

Got the pharmacy in my gut

All my bitches with shades on they face yeah 'cause I geeked 'em up

Sent my hoes a black truck and I told 'em just keep following us

All my bros they gang members they neck piece be tennis'd up

Racks in these pockets stuffed

Wrist watch 200 plus

I got more money than most of these rappers

I hear 'em talkin' I don't give a fuck

Spoiling a hoe like a brat

I got her a Tennis chain and it's princess cut

Money musik on the beat ever since he signed baby boy going up

My new bitch got four five races in her

So I call her mama a mutt

Mutt mutt mutt mutt

We havin' stuff stuff stuff stuff

Shawty gon' buss buss buss buss

We shoot better duck duck duck duck