Got Muscle (Explicit)

Got Muscle (Explicit) - GoldLink/Peewee Longway/WaveIQ

Lyrics by：D'Anthony Carlos

Composed by：D'Anthony Carlos

Longway longway b***h

You got muscle

Goldlink what it do my n***a

Been having muscle since a jit

You understand me

You got muscle then flex then n***a what's happening

N***a what's happening

N***a what's happening

Got muscle got muscle got muscle got muscle flexin'

Got muscle got muscle got muscle you got muscle flexin'

Got muscle got muscle got muscle got muscle flexin'

Got muscle got muscle got muscle you got muscle

Yeah how many n***as from the block block

Who's a real n***a 'til they get popped

Get knocked 'til that n***a turn to God

They're a cop

And I never gave a f**k about an opp yeah-hah

Juice thicker than a raindrop

I done seen more coons than boondocks uh

Hear the songs then he go then he stop uh

Beat his a*s take his chain then we out out

I don't give a f**k about the car um

I just really care about the outcome outcome

Man a n***a really miss malcolm malcolm

Gunshots for the club clout dumb clout dumb

This real n***a s**t ransom

Not random throw tantrums

My b***h be bad you can't fathom

So I cop the phantom uh

Bet you can't hold the heat

And cop what's on the flame

I can't find you I'll beat your mans

I be in the food to f**k with features

So fatigue and 'lead the fifth and lead the fam

I be in the streets for weeks

And hold my dirty glocks for three

And shoot out with your clan

I just want the bucks the fiends the cluck

I got the stuff you want to go inside the pan uh

Got muscle got muscle got muscle got muscle flexin'

Got muscle got muscle got muscle you got muscle flexin'

Got muscle got muscle got muscle got muscle flexin'

Got muscle got muscle got muscle you got muscle

I got a brand new shawty

Big booty she from Texas

The way she playing with the titties

Make me feel like she ambidextrous

Our crew d**n near tied up

Ain't no time for extras

The way I whip the tires

I could start a fire in a lexus

I got one hand on the booty

The other is clutching my necklace

All these rappers

All these n***as better understand that I'm reckless

And I heard you n***as reaping shawties

And you think you relentless

Yeah I'm on your a*s lil' n***as

It ain't no time for extras

Got muscle got muscle got muscle got muscle flexin'

Got muscle got muscle got muscle you got muscle flexin'

Got muscle got muscle got muscle got muscle flexin'

Got muscle got muscle got muscle you got muscle

You got muscle muscle flex flex

Steppin' on a lil' b***h neck

Yeah

Water drippin' off my rolex

Trap back door bowflex

Runnin' up a big blue check

Hundred blue baguettes

Goldlink wrist on my neck

Percocet mixin' with the molly get her wet

Smoking on exotic good biscotti on the jet

Pot illuminati catch a body with the tec

Got muscle f**k it young n***a just flex

448 I invest in the best

Thousand eight grams you can hit it take a test

Wockhardt hi-tech smell it when I piss

You ain't crip we ain't all stressin' motion with a b***h

Dior chanel my 'gatti aventi'

Double r truck I might hop out in fendi

Longway b***h

You got muscle huh

Arm hammer music let's get it