Mud - Peaches

Fall in the sizzle of a blackened sea

Get loose, get juiced, get pumped

Crawl in the riddle that becomes routine

Get ripped, get pissed, get pumped

Rocked in a little and your self-esteem

Get high and try a ton

Card in the middle of a magazine

Get lit, get hit, get drunk

Lied to the middle everything you be No side, what’s right at all

Slide into livin’someone else’s scheme

Tonight you fight, you fuck

Try to be givin’it the full extreme

No ride, no God, no run

Cry so you fit in like a drama queen

Come down unround, so what?

Champagne, damn shame

What you gonna do when they drag your name?

Ooh, mud

Ooh, mud

Hand in the tub of opportunities

Get caught, you’re taught to run

Stand in the floor of all immunities

The fix, it’s quick for some

Slammed to the grill and the scrutiny

Too late for fate it comes

Plan to be fillin’on the infamy

It be and quit it’s done

Ruffed up, tough luck

What you gonna do now you fucked up?

Ooh, mud

Ooh, mud

Ooh, mud

Ooh, mud