Music: Matthew Burgess/James Smith/Nstika Bungane
Where the mud be?
Black kid could just pull up on ya, uh
They don't like me
That's okay 'cause I'm better than ya, uh
Yeah, I'm celibate
Yeah, I'm sellin' all that shit
Yeah, I'm sellin' bricks, uh
Where the mud be?
Black kid could just pull up on ya
Take your shit flip it for a hunnid
Yeah, they're always so abrasive
Black kids always corner huddle
While they plan on the next, what the ****, uh
I been making so much money from this shit
White girls get the better of a nigga
Like I'm Maybelline
I'ma switch on you niggas like I'm Charlize, uh
Can't talk to the band about this shit
They my brothers, I love them and shit
But my ego is big, how I tell 'em I'm done with this shit?
Where the mud be?
Black kid could just pull up on ya, uh
They don't like me
That's okay 'cause I'm better than ya, uh
Yeah, I'm celibate
Yeah, I'm sellin' all that shit
Yeah, I'm sellin' bricks, uh
Where the mud be?
Black kid could just pull up on ya
Pressure, it's too much pressure
Okay, what's next for the boys?
Lotta labels on the plate
If I told you all that shit won't believe it
You don't got what it takes
You're a bitch
So irrelevant
Surrounded by these niggas that I'm better than
Lately I been making too much money from these white kids
Like I'm flipping methamphetamine
Life's great, it's amazing
Yeah they call me Rhulumente
See me out on occasion
Yeah I'm the guy in a Benz
Black kid could just pull up on ya
Run me all your shit, lemme hold it for ya
That's your man he a pussy
Saw me on the streets now heβ