[Intro: Unknown Person, Scott Ryan & Sewerperson]
What the fuck is this, huh?
You come into my house and you tell me—
Fuck are you doing?
You going to fucking kill me, man? Huh?
You know I had nothing to do with that
Yes you did
Yeah?
Hey, yeah, huh, woah (Huh)

[Chorus]
Guess who gettin' they mud up? (Guess who gettin' they mud up?)
Shit, I'm tryna hold my arm out (defect)
I'm tryna hold this blunt up (Blunt up)
Bitch, try shuttin' the fuck up, yeah (Fuck up)
I'm laughing at you, I'm cut up
I hold this gurk right under my shirt, this shit developed a bloodlust (Bloodlust, huh, yeah)
Yeah, and I had run over some heads inside of this Trackhawk (Yeah, huh)
And I got money to blow, I double my bag up (Yeah)
I got dogs with no fuckin' paper trail that see me and dap my hand up
I got people I know through paper mail that might as well be somе phantoms (Huh, be some)

[Verse]
Mr. In-between ('Tween), I am not what you see (I am not what you see)
I had got rеal life trouble (Yeah)
Girl, you done fucked my double (Girl, you done fucked my double)
Really it's me and the hustle (Yeah), really it's me and this duffel (Duffel)
Really it's you and the shovel (Shovel), you gettin' buried in rubble (Yeah, let's go)
All that shit get muffled (Yeah), all that shit get muzzled
All of this shit online (Oh), I promise I popped the bubble (Woah)
All of this shit get muddied, all of this shit get ugly
Shouldn't've sent my buddy, he get angry, huh
Soon as I open this pack, open the balcony, shit get stinky, uh (Yeah)
Its two racks on these pants to hold my bands, I got too many, huh
Three grams in this blunt, it make me numb, this shit so deadly, yeah
I can not lock in, once I block the sun, I pour some Wock'
If I come inside the party, I'm comin' in with ten dogs
[Bridge: David Michôd, Scott Ryan & Sewerperson]
Can you remind me again what that reason was?
Well, they were being assholes
The world is full of assholes, Ray, you do realize that?
Yeah, and you know why?
Why?
'Cause people let 'em get away with it
So next time these two pricks are walking down the street
And they start thinking, "Oh, we might go and fuck with somebody"
They're gonna think twice about it, which is good for everybody
(Yeah, I'm comin' in with ten dogs, yeah)
So in your mind, you've done society a favor?
Yeah
(Yeah, oh, let's go)

[Pre-Chorus]
Huh, guess who gettin' they mud up? (Guess who gettin' they mud up?)
Shit, I'm tryna hold my arm out (Yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna hold this blunt up (Blunt up)
Bitch, try shuttin' the fuck up (Yeah)
I'm laughin' at you, I'm cut up (Cut up)
I hold this gurk right under my shirt, this shit developed a bloodlust (Come on, come on, come on, yeah, let's go, huh)

[Chorus]
Huh, guess who gettin' they mud up? (Guess who gettin' they mud up?)
Shit, I'm tryna hold my arm out (Arm out)
I'm tryna hold this blunt up (Blunt up)
Bitch, try shuttin' the fuck up
Yeah, I'm laughin' at you, I'm cut up
I hold this gurk right under my shirt, this shit developed a bloodlust (Bloodlust, yeah, let's go; huh, yeah)
I had run over some heads inside of this Trackhawk (Yeah, huh)
And I got money to blow, I double my bag up
I got dogs with no fuckin' paper trail that see me and dap my hand up (Uh, dap my hand up)
I got people I know through paper mail that might as well be some phantoms