Muscle Up lyrics

by

BossMan Dlow


[Chorus]
I'm a money fiend (n*gga), I'm a cash addict (Yeah)
All these f*ckin' blues, look like I play for the Magic (Beep-beep)
Ridin' 'round with a—, I can't let 'em catch me lacking (No)
Walked in the Gucci store, spent 6K on a jacket (n*gga)
n*gga your trap phone weak, get your muscle up (Get it up, n*gga)
You running your f*ckin' mouth, I'm tryna run it up, huh (Run it up, n*gga)
We don't care 'bout none of them n*ggas, they can't f*ck with us (They can't f*ck with us, baby)
I've been f*cking up my liver drinking my double cup

[Verse]
Trap ain't dead, these n*ggas scary
We make movies, Tyler Perry (Yeah)
Seen my chain, the b*tch went to staring (Yeah)
This ain't a Mustang, this a McLaren (n*gga)
Play with a shark, your ass get buried
Me and the blue hunnids got married
Pull up smoking Lemon Cherry, spent 8k at Burberry
Crackers trolling on my page, got me scared to drop a pic n*gga (What the f*ck?)
We having our way, we them n*ggas popping sh*t
n*gga, I'm where that check be, trap n*ggas respect me (Yeah)
Sixty ball on my neck piece
n*gga, we having f*ckin' cheese, n*gga

[Chorus]
I'm a money fiend (n*gga), I'm a cash addict (Yeah)
All these f*ckin' blues, look like I play for the Magic (Beep-beep)
Ridin' 'round with a—, I can't let 'em catch me lacking (No)
Walked in the Gucci store, spent 6K on a jacket (n*gga)
n*gga your trap phone weak, get your muscle up (Get it up, n*gga)
You running your f*ckin' mouth, I'm tryna run it up, huh (Run it up, n*gga)
We don't care 'bout none of them n*ggas, they can't f*ck with us (They can't f*ck with us, baby)
I've been f*cking up my liver drinking my double cup
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