Mutual - Rylo Rodriguez, Moneybagg Yo

I was layin' low, end up on the floor

Had to blow up a air mattress

I never thought about bein' in a movie

They play, I’m gettin' active

Was a lil' boy hood tellin' me they mad?

Way before I met the pastor

'Cause my money, my ho, nobody gettin' green

Why I never liked the Packers

I give every young nigga in my city hope

We the reason why they poppin' Perkys

Let 'em borrow my style, you got no Thanksgiving

We gon' fuck around and buy 'em turkeys

Mini, micro, Draco, I’m still working on my off days

Let us be mutual

This shit wasn’t easy, I came up hard, I been through every phase (Phase)

I grind so hard, bust down a chain, my diamonds pave (Woah)

Cut off my nigga, he fucked me up, he had some opp ways (Damn)

I’ve been betrayed, my heart on ice, I feel like Rod Wave (Yeah)

I’m always on go, don’t need no brakes, I’m smashing on the gas (Skrr)

Bread Gang, BGE, like back pockets, you play we on your ass (Facts)

Black trucks, black tux, toe on your tag, zipped in a body bag (What's that?)

It’s gon' be a funeral, oh (Oh)

I can’t even count how many times my life been caved in (Too many)

Been quarantining inside this coupe feel like a caveman (I'm dolo)

They copy and paste my fit to stylist then they press and send (Where you get

that?)

Most of these niggas created players they ain’t made men (Woah)

I was layin' low, end up on the floor

Had to blow up a air mattress

I never thought about bein' in a movie

They play, I’m gettin' active

Was a lil' boy hood tellin' me they mad?

Way before I met the pastor

'Cause my money, my ho, nobody gettin' green

Why I never liked the Packers

I give every young nigga in my city hope

We the reason why they poppin' Perkys

Let 'em borrow my style, you got no Thanksgiving

We gon' fuck around and buy 'em turkeys

Mini, micro, Draco, I’m still working on my off days

Let us be mutual

Friends, I know a nigga who murked a nigga

Couldn’t come outside, though he tote a pistol

Pour a train in a can, purp broke my liver

Them evasion plans, kick door and enter

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I’m lit, bamboo stick we eat it for dinner (For dinner)

Or domestic violence break for night, I had hit her (Yeah)

Amiri Jeans, I wear that shit like Abercrombie (Yeah)

Fuck 12, I still won’t give 'em a tip, my with Lauren London (Yeah)

I’ma go, go

I won’t go six figures

Say you gotta have money to war, I used to agree with 'em

Say you gotta have money to go to war, you tryna get niggas

That’s cap, I know a broke nigga who murked the rich nigga

Go, go, snitchin' nigga

PS4, I pair the player

I was layin' low, end up on the floor

Had to blow up a air mattress

I never thought about bein' in a movie

They play, I’m gettin' active

Was a lil' boy hood tellin' me they mad?

Way before I met the pastor

'Cause my money, my ho, nobody gettin' green

Why I never liked the Packers

I give every young nigga in my city hope

We the reason why they poppin' Perkys

Let 'em borrow my style, you got no Thanksgiving

We gon' fuck around and buy 'em turkeys

Mini, micro, Draco, I’m still working on my off days

Let us be mutual