MUTT Lyrics – NAV, Quavo Huncho

Read the full MUTT lyrics by NAV and Quavo Huncho along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Nav’s music, you can also explore WOAH and Splash Boy, two other songs by Nav.

Money done geeked on this mothaf**ka

Mutt, mutt, mutt, mutt
We havin stuff, stuff, stuff, stuff
Shawty gon’ buss, buss, buss, buss
We shoot, better duck, duck, duck, duck

I seen on twitter, they say I don’t get no hoes, I gotta hunnid pullin up
I just went 24’s on my rolls, it’s lookin like a tonka truck
I just came off the road doing my shows, just me, slow and bucks
F**kin on strippers, I’m staying with my pole, better not try your luck
Back to backwoods, yeah, we line it up
We having fine stuff
100’s and 50’s divide it up
Then we throwing it up
Double me up, yeah, I’m drinking it up
Styrofoam the cup
Where did you get em? your diamonds are dull
Your jeweler ain’t nun’

I just went 5k on a pint of wok, b**ch, I got you rent my cup
Huncho came through, eight carats on his ear, b**ch, I’m ’bout to double up
I’m doing great I ain’t trying to go on dates, baby, I’m tryna f**k
I don’t wanna sleep, girl, I’m staying awake
Got the pharmacy in my gut

All my b**ches with shades on they face, yeah, ’cause I geeked em up
Sent my hoes a black truck and I told ’em just keep following us
All my bros, they gang members, they neck piece be tennis’d up
Racks in these pockets stuffed
Wrist, watch, 200 plus

I got more money than most of these rappers
I hear ’em talking, I don’t give a f**k
Spoiling a hoe like a brat, I got her a tennis chain and it’s princess cut
Money musik on the beat, ever since he signed, baby boy going up

My new b**ch got four, five races in her so I call her mama a mutt

Mutt, mutt, mutt, mutt
We havin stuff, stuff, stuff, stuff
Shawty gon’ buss, buss, buss, buss
We shoot, better duck, duck, duck, duck