Mutt Muzik Lyrics – Dakoda Boutilier
Singer: Dakoda Boutilier
Title: Mutt Muzik
I’ve been in the back with the packs, fronted
I’ve been wit’ the straps sippin’ yak, gunnin’
I’ve been gettin’ stacks, statin’ facts, drummin’
I be in the packs wit’ the wraps, blunted
“Dakoda you done done it”
“How the f#ck you always on it”
In the streets and f#ck around
Run round and on some dumb sh#t
Know I always crunk it
Always on it, pop a nugget
Then kill beats and say I’m blazin’
It’s amazin’ how I run it
Industry f#ckers hear my sound they wanna sign me
Get inside my head and invite me for my rhymin’
Number one for timing, I’ma pop off on the charts
f#ck a couple thots, feelin’ shady breakin’ hearts
Fill a couple carts and I’ll probably have them sold
Fill a quick prescription ‘fore I head out on the road
My neck is decked with gold and my watch is full of ice
Comin’ around my block, f#ck around and you’ll be sliced
Sugar and spice, I want everything twice!
Grab a double-up, better make it look nice
Ship a couple drops and I want ’em on the road
Shawty wanna claim me but I’m sorry cause I’m sold
Married to the game, I’m engaged with my money
Never wanted fame, before ‘cane was a hobby
Catch me with my shawty and we dippin’ in the Benz
Probably have a late night when I’m f#ckin’ on her friends
Still settin’ trends, still gettin’ sends
Still countin’ paper, make it rain and flippin’ tens
Still keep it G if a f#cker wanna try me
Still with my team with the 40 right beside me
It’s money over b#tches and you better take the shortcut
On her hands and knees
Like a b#tch and on the floor f#cked
Told her kids to scram
Better keep that bedroom door shut
Your momma suckin’ dick
She’s been beggin’ for a sore c#nt
Four months with no dick
Ridin’ on my pole stick
Beggin’ me to suck her cl#t
Askin’ me to smash her chick
Told that b#tch to make it fit
Spitted on her #ss and tit
Pass that drank, stash that tip
She spitted on my c#ck and dip
Fast Skyline speedin’ I been rippin’ around the trap house
Call your girlfriend “Cuddle” but instead I bruise her back out
I’m a thug, you lose, I pack down
Better back down, pass that bag
Really got my set turnt
Smack damn, killer cop that Jag’
Gun shooter brag, got my cheques and hoes comin’
Proud I had nothin’, remember starved at school, was bummin’
Now I’m up and ain’t it somethin’
Like that rose that grew from concrete
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