This is a song about "God in a mud truck"

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Red liquid hits the sand making a very unique mud,

So much dope all in the back cant even fit in a truck

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

Just call yourself stuck when i pull up in the truck

Can’t take no more of your shit cause i can do better without you

Around a bonfire,buried the gun in the mud like i was taught too

We hooked up... in the back of my homeboys truck.

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Drape'd down n that benz boxxy truck wit oxy cut soft az cotton bunched in a bag

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

A truck, this is a spin wheel you

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

You know what it is when i pull up in that black truck