In the audacious world of Roddy Ricch, success is measured in Amiri jeans, Hellcats, and hundred band stacks. "Out tha Mud" is a triumphant anthem that celebrates his rise from humble beginnings to the pinnacle of hip-hop stardom. The song is a testament to his resilience against those who doubted him or turned their backs on him. His lyrics are filled with references to wealth and luxury, but they are also tinged with a sense of defiance towards those who have wronged him. It's clear that trust isn't easily given in his world, and loyalty is highly valued. In essence, this track is an unapologetic declaration of his hard-earned success and a stern warning to anyone who dares cross him.
Out tha Mud
Lyrics
June, you're a genius
Ayy
I just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanking, now she think she hearing things
I just counted up a hundred bands with all my dogs at the Airbnb
All these niggas tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clips for all these fuck niggas
I'm straight out the mud, I can't fuck with fuck niggas
Why he say where he from? I don't give a fuck, nigga
A lot of y'all switched up on me, I don't trust niggas
I just put my middle finger up, fuck a fuck nigga
Ay, gang slide, gang slide, that's what I was doing last year
A lot of people say I'm being humble, nigga, this the last year
Got so many bands, I'm the cashier, ay
A nigga retired the hats, bitch I can't do no cappin' here
And I gotta keep the ratchet with me
Take his knee, got 'em Colin Kaepernick'ing
Puerto rican, she freaky, I bag the bitches
Migos throw me the pussy I'm dabbin' in it
I'm a Crip nigga but I got to fucc my slimes, hmm, hmm, ay
Nike headband, got the check right 'round my mind, hmm, hmm
I just can't fuck with these fuck niggas
Sniper look like a goose, I can't duck niggas
I lay down on the pillow with plus three
Talking 'bout how they all wanna fuck a nigga
I ain't no lick nigga, and I ain't no bitch nigga
My text is a six figures, but I drop that on my whip nigga
I just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanking, now she think she hearing things
I just counted up a hundred bands with all my dogs at the Airbnb
All these niggas tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clips for all these fuck niggas
I'm straight out the mud, I can't fuck with fuck niggas
Why he say where he from? I don't give a fuck, nigga
A lot of y'all switched up on me, I don't trust niggas
I just put my middle finger up, fuck a fuck nigga
I be like "Fuck that nigga he ain't talkin' no money"
If it ain't got twenties, fifties, hunnids, I don't love it
Look at my cup it's double
Doin' donuts in public
And Codeine a hell of a drug
Sometimes a nigga gotta go and say fuck
Bought a new coupe for her, know my baby love it
Stirrin' the pot like a nigga makin' butter
Holy water just to flip the face up
Natural bitches, I'm like "Fuck make up"
Love my bitches with her Marc Jacobs
She poppin' it, I gotta smash
She trippin' I got her a bag
I'm Crippin' Chanel on the reg'
I ain't got time for these fuck niggas
Keep a pistol on me, don't try your luck nigga, ay
If you ain't gang, nigga I don't fuck with you, ay
Fuck your kind nigga, you a fuck nigga, ay
I just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanking, now she think she hearing things
I just counted up a hundred bands with all my dogs at the Airbnb
All these niggas tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clips for all these fuck niggas
I'm straight out the mud, I can't fuck with fuck niggas
Why he say where he from? I don't give a fuck, nigga
A lot of y'all switched up on me, I don't trust niggas
I just put my middle finger up, fuck a fuck nigga
Writer(s): Anthony Costley, June James, Rodrick Moore
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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