Sheck Wes ‘Mudboy’ Project: 20 of the Best Lyrics

"I been feelin' lazy, smokin' too much O.G/Sheck Wes going through some things, I'm smokin' O.D./Now Sheck Wes in the V.I.P, last year runnin' from police/If I made it here, then I'm the M.V.P./I get higher than heaven, rock that B-A-P-E/These hoes say young Sheck Wes hotter than AZ/N-I-K-Es all on my feet, fuck you, pay me, that's what a nigga breathes" —Sheck Wes

"Bitch, I'm Harlem boy Sheck Wes, bitch, I always been the man/All my followers in these streets/All the followers on the 'Gram/All the roaches I have Raid, ain't have ACs, I had fans/Always been a real nigga, Sheck Wes never been a fan/We was out here on the strip, tellin' cops to suck our dick/With some boys, we're shootin' shots, other boys were clutchin' clips/It gets tragic where I live, everything is negative/Hold the roaches in the crib, elevator full of piss" —Sheck Wes

"These niggas ain't fuckin' with me/I just been so hot that I've been movin' lowkey/Put Prius in my blunt, ain't smokin' no more O.G./It was fun and games, now it's back to controlling/'Cause... (Bitch)... I'm a fuckin' star/Dead niggas, all up at my side/Dead niggas all up on my car/Anger in my thoughts, no trust up in my heart" —Sheck Wes

"I live a mudboy lifestyle, killers on speed dial/Don't fuck with Sheck Wes, we gon' break a ki' down/Call that bitch 2K, how she blow me out/Shoot it on the 4K, might just put the leak out/Hot boy lifestyle, pull up with them thangs out/Nigga, I'm from New York, outside where we hang out/I just sip that poison, niggas sippin' tea now/I don't do the gossip, gossip, that's for females" —Sheck Wes

"I got mad hoes, gotta subtract/Nigga ain't tried me so don't watch that/'Til a nigga try me, don't watch that/I ain't Dej Loaf, nigga try that/Get toe-tagged, get body-bagged/Cause we gon' turn up, and leave the boy sad/'Cause in the fucking world, this shit gets so mad/But it's a grimy world, we was 'bout that" —Sheck Wes

"Where we from, they don't give, so we don't got shit/They leave us young niggas with no options/They leave us young niggas with the robbin'/But I was Robin Hood (Hood), when I was robbin'/Free my brother, AP, went down for the plottin'/Free my nigga, Mike, he went down for the plottin'/Where we from, they don't give, so we don't got shit/'Cause it's a grimy world, and niggas 'bout shit" —Sheck Wes

"Chippi Chippi, I ain't get high in a minute/I can't fuck with shorty, she got too many feelings/Get high like Ali Ba (Ali Ba), Chippi Chippi/Big blunts of dope, smokin' out in Mississippi/Big blunts of fuckin’ dope, smokin’ out in Memphis/I'm a carnivore, girl I eat you, then you finished/All these niggas slow, Sheck Wes get busy/Call David and Bizzy and complain about the chicken/You travel for vacay, I travel for business/I got my lil' bay-bay, but I got plenty women" —Sheck Wes

"Big blunts of fuckin' dope, out in Mississippi/I was smokin' big blunts out in Mississippi/I was smokin' big blunts, you know it stay with me/Uh, damn, I ain't got the grippy/G2 with me, know that G2 keep the grippy/This nigga said, 'How young Sheck Wes gon' rip me?'/I thought we was cool, man, fuck you and your family/Uh, damn, shoot a nigga in his kidney, whoa/Got a bad bitch, uh, she's a fuckin' 10" —Sheck Wes

"I was up in Nike, put that on Kenji/Played at Crack is Wack, rest in peace to Whitney Houston/All my shit slap like fuckin' Whitney Houston/Sheck mean teacher, all these bitch ass niggas students/I get high like Ali Ba, then I Chippi Chippi/These fuck niggas ain't really fuckin' with me/Uh, at all, keep the grippy grippy/Nigga fuckin' try me, he gon' get clippy clippy" —Sheck Wes

"Time never wasted and love never lost/Talent done took me places never been/You don't know why, why, you love me so much/You never had love, but felt it before/Where I came from, they shootin' the four/Where I come from, no books in the stores/Where I come from, there's hate and no love" —Sheck Wes

"They don't like my rap style, now they want features/I turned all my doubters into my believers/Arguin' my damn ma, fightin' with my teachers/Skip my game for the fashion show, one of my best decisions" —Sheck Wes

"Goin' through a damn phase/Goin' through a damn change/Goin' through my damn passport/I been goin' through these damn pages" —Sheck Wes

"You know I'm the bomb, ball like I'm on TNT/Huh, Jayson Tatum, rookie, how I'm ballin' in the sleeve/Racks in my jeans, no ash on my fleece/First round draft picks, throw 'em in the V/Two plus two, that's fo’, I give ’em to the Cleve/Go divide two 11, sauce 'em up, that’s me ballin"' —Sheck Wes

"Fuck your whole crew/Sheck Wes, fucked your ho, too/You rub on my feet 'cause I don't touch on no toes, boo/My mood so blinding, invisible when I move through/This cloak on me I got cost me a little juice/Convict like Akon, talk shit like Draymond/If you talk hard and don't play hard, get zipped up like Akron/Nigga blowin' up, like napalm/23 like LeBron" - Sheck Wes

"My mama said that I ain't never coming home/I'm too badass and can't nobody else control me/But mama knew she made a fuckin' badass/So mama, you think I'm gonna let these bitch-ass niggas hold me/I turned a couple years into a couple months/I took my plan, and now I'm writin' his story/Niggas always gon' downplay a young nigga/These fuck niggas don't got a real story" —Sheck Wes

"Fuck my school, nigga/Fuck the fuckin' police too, nigga/They tryna see me in a slump, nigga/That's why young Sheck Wes always keep the fuckin' pump, nigga/Your whole hood runnin', nigga/They see a tool sprayin', stupid tall dumb nigga/With that fuckin' drum/It go bu-rum-rum-rum-rum-rum, nigga" —Sheck Wes

"That bitch gon' drop dead in my coupe/Mad tits in my coupe/I got fuckin' headaches, Gorilla Glue/Fuckin' Gorilla Glue/They say I'm a animal like my boys up in the zoo/I'm a fuckin' Danimal, your girl up in my coupe/Danimals yogurt, bitch her skin like yogurt/Young Sheck Wes, I get that bitch wet, my dick can poke her" —Sheck Wes

"Bitch, I will fuckin' prove it/Young Sheck Wes, they tried me, they tried to call me stupid/So I mind fucked 'em,I fuckin' mind fucked 'em, wish I didn't do it/I’m a damn finesser, if you make me do it/Damn, I'm fuckin' makin' music/I was a fuckin' student/I was gettin' good grades, but I couldn't fuckin' do it" —Sheck Wes

"I got hella problems/And I got hella issues/I got hella shooters, and my shooters official/Hoes be all up in my mouth like all up in my dental/Put my dick all in your mouth, like all up in your dental/Sheck Wes got a crazy bitch/She fuckin' with my mental/She got me all on THC, it's fucking with my mental/I call up my brothers if Young Sheck Wes got an issue/My shooters from Harlem and man dem, they gonna fix you" —Sheck Wes

"I said don't call me Sheck Wes, call me Debo/Punk lil nigga take a lil nigga chain/Ballin' on niggas like a free throw/That's why Sheck Wes never get up out the game/Young nigga stay going beast-mode/Marshawn Lynch how a nigga catching plays/Skin a motherfucker like Seymour/I see more dollars every time I hear my name" —Sheck Wes