Got Muscle (Explicit)
GoldLink, Peewee Longway, WaveIQ"Got Muscle (Explicit)" is a song by GoldLink, Peewee Longway, WaveIQ, released in 2019 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:47 long and contains 84 lines and 577 words.
Lyrics
0:02Longway longway b***h
0:03You got muscle
0:05Goldlink what it do my n***a
0:08Been having muscle since a jit
0:09You understand me
0:12You got muscle then flex then n***a what's happening
0:14N***a what's happening
0:14N***a 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 n***as from the block block
0:31Who's a real n***a 'til they get popped
0:32Get knocked 'til that n***a turn to God
0:34They're a cop
0:34And I never gave a f**k about an opp yeah-hah
0:36Juice thicker than a raindrop
0:38I done seen more coons than boondocks uh
0:40Hear the songs then he go then he stop uh
0:42Beat his a*s take his chain then we out out
0:44I don't give a f**k about the car um
0:46I just really care about the outcome outcome
0:47Man a n***a really miss malcolm malcolm
0:49Gunshots for the club clout dumb clout dumb
0:51This real n***a s**t ransom
0:53Not random throw tantrums
0:55My b***h be bad you can't fathom
0:57So I cop the phantom uh
0:59Bet you can't hold the heat
1:00And cop what's on the flame
1:01I can't find you I'll beat your mans
1:02I be in the food to f**k 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
1:08And 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
1:30I got a brand new shawty
1:31Big booty she from Texas
1:33The way she playing with the titties
1:35Make me feel like she ambidextrous
1:37Our crew d**n near tied up
1:39Ain't no time for extras
1:41The way I whip the tires
1:42I 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 n***as better understand that I'm reckless
1:52And I heard you n***as reaping shawties
1:53And you think you relentless
1:55Yeah I'm on your a*s lil' n***as
1:57It 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
2:13You got muscle muscle flex flex
2:15Steppin' on a lil' b***h neck
2:16Yeah
2:17Water 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
2:24Percocet 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 f**k it young n***a just flex
2:31448 I invest in the best
2:33Thousand eight grams you can hit it take a test
2:35Wockhardt hi-tech smell it when I piss
2:36You ain't crip we ain't all stressin' motion with a b***h
2:38Dior chanel my 'gatti aventi'
2:40Double r truck I might hop out in fendi
2:42Longway b***h
2:44You got muscle huh
2:47Arm hammer music let's get it
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
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