Got Muscle
GoldLink, Peewee Longway, WaveIQ"Got Muscle" is a song by GoldLink, Peewee Longway, WaveIQ, released in 2019 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:47 long and contains 76 lines and 574 words.
Lyrics
0:00作曲 : D'Anthony Carlos
0:00作词 : D'Anthony Carlos
0:01Longway, Longway, *****
0:03You got muscle?
0:04GoldLink, what it do my *****?
0:08Been having muscle since a jit, you understand me?
0:11You got muscle then flex then, *****, what's happening?
0:15Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? (Flexin')
0:18Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? You got muscle? (Flexin')
0:22Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? (Flexin')
0:26Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? You got muscle?
0:29Yeah, how many ****** from the block?
0:30Who's a real ***** 'til they get popped?
0:32Get knocked, 'til that ***** turn to God, they're a cop
0:34And I never gave a **** about an opp, yeah-hah
0:36Juice thicker than a raindrop
0:38I done seen more c**ns than Boondocks, uh
0:40Hear the songs, then he go, then he stop, uh
0:42Beat his ass, take his chain, then we out, out
0:43I don't give a **** about the car, um
0:45I just really care about the outcome
0:47Man, a ***** really miss Malcolm
0:49Gunshots for the club, clout dumb
0:51This real ***** s**t ransom
0:53Not random, throw tantrums
0:54My ***** be bad, you can't fathom
0:56So I cop the Phantom, uh
0:58Bet you can't hold the heat and cop what's on the flame
1:01I can't find you? I'll beat your mans
1:02I be in the food to **** with features
1:04So fatigue and 'lead the fifth and lead the fam
1:06I be in the streets for weeks
1:07And hold my dirty Glocks for three
1:09And shoot out with your clan
1:10I just want the bucks, the fiends, the cluck
1:11I got the stuff, you want to go inside the pan? Uh
1:14Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? (Flexin')
1:17Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? You got muscle? (Flexin')
1:21Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? (Flexin')
1:25Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? You got muscle? (Flexin')
1:28I got a brand new shawty, big booty, she from Texas
1:32The way she playing with the t*****s,
1:34Make me feel like she ambidextrous
1:36Our crew damn near tied up, ain't no time for extras
1:40The way I whip the tires, I could start a fire in a Lexus
1:44I got one hand on the booty,
1:46The other is clutching my necklace
1:48All these rappers,
1:49All these ****** better understand that I'm reckless
1:51And I heard you ****** reaping shawties
1:53And you think you relentless
1:55Yeah, I'm on your ass, lil' ******, it ain't no time for extras
1:58Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? (Flexin')
2:02Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? You got muscle? (Flexin')
2:05Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? (Flexin')
2:09Got muscle? Got muscle? Got muscle? You got muscle? (Flexin')
2:13You got muscle? Flex
2:14Steppin' on a lil' ***** neck
2:16Water drippin' off my Rolex
2:18Trap back door, Bowflex
2:20Runnin' up a big blue check
2:21Hundred blue baguettes
2:22GoldLink wrist on my neck
2:23Percocet mixin' with the molly, get her wet
2:25Smoking on exotic, good Biscotti on the jet
2:27Pot Illuminati, catch a body with the TEC
2:29Got muscle? **** it, young *****, just flex
2:31448, I invest in the best
2:32Thousand eight grams, you can hit it, take a test
2:34Wockhardt, Hi-Tech, smell it when I piss
2:36You ain't Crip, we ain't all stressin', motion with a *****
2:38Dior, Chanel, my 'Gatti, Aventi'
2:40Double R truck, I might hop out in Fendi
2:42Longway, *****
2:44You got muscle? Huh
2:47Arm & Hammer music, let's get it
作曲 : D'Anthony Carlos 作词 : D'Anthony Carlos Longway, Longway, ***** You got muscle? GoldLink, what it do my *****? Been having muscle since a jit, you understand me? You got muscle then flex then, *****, 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 ****** from the block? Who's a real ***** 'til they get popped? Get knocked, 'til that ***** turn to God, they're a cop And I never gave a **** about an opp, yeah-hah Juice thicker than a raindrop I done seen more c**ns than Boondocks, uh Hear the songs, then he go, then he stop, uh Beat his ass, take his chain, then we out, out I don't give a **** about the car, um I just really care about the outcome Man, a ***** really miss Malcolm Gunshots for the club, clout dumb This real ***** s**t ransom Not random, throw tantrums My ***** 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 **** 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? (Flexin') I got a brand new shawty, big booty, she from Texas The way she playing with the t*****s, Make me feel like she ambidextrous Our crew damn 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 ****** better understand that I'm reckless And I heard you ****** reaping shawties And you think you relentless Yeah, I'm on your ass, lil' ******, 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? (Flexin') You got muscle? Flex Steppin' on a lil' ***** neck 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? **** it, young *****, 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 ***** Dior, Chanel, my 'Gatti, Aventi' Double R truck, I might hop out in Fendi Longway, ***** You got muscle? Huh Arm & Hammer music, let's get it
Translation
Select a language to see the translated lyrics.