Zarii - mute Lyrics

I'm a other shit ridin' with that cuta' bitch Niggas talk bout' beef but you ain't slidin' for your brotha' bitch
Okay Balenci and Givenchy I just mix it with the colors bitch
F*ck a bitch I aint talk bout her i want the other bitch Funny bitch niggas tryna press me for this funny bitch
Hunnid bills when I'm in the club throwin' hunnid bills
I said f*ck a one why would I be three with a two
Bitch I ain't the one niggas they could creep up on you
So I keep a gun so I keep a tool
I don't shake hands who the f*ck is dude
I'm with bad bitches I'm so f*ckin' cool
I grew up with savages they put you on mute
These niggas ain't outside all my niggas here we postin' in the north side
But I be postin' in Chiraq all in the south side
These niggas won't slide put your shit in archive
When you putting on your shit these niggas tryna hide
I'm just tryna make it simple freak bitch
She gon put my dick all on her dimples
I just gave a prada now she poppin' like a pimple
Run up on me nigga better go and fix her insoles
Yeah I say that shit cause he ain't runnin' back
Hol up' back me and bros with pistols with the automatic
F*ck with me we mix you with grabba in the f*ckin' pack
I don't smoke no grabba but that shit it ain't f*ckin' cap
Okay where he at drop the lo' me my niggas f*ckin' go
Slidin wit my niggas wit that and that f*ckin ple
I'm in love with Benjamins but I think they too f*ckin' old
If you ever put me on a beat bitch I never sold
Funny bitch
Hunnid bills when I'm in the club throwin' hunnid bills
I said f*ck a one why would I be three with a two
Bitch I ain't the one niggas they could creep up on you
So I keep a gun so I keep a tool
I don't shake hands who the f*ck is dude
I'm with bad bitches I'm so f*ckin' cool
I grew up with savages they put you on mute