Yeah (nigga)
Nigga, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Nigga, nigga
Nigga, I'm a money fiend (nigga), 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 lackin' (no)
Walked in the Gucci store, spent 6K on a jacket (nigga)
Nigga your trap phone weak, get your muscle up (get it up nigga)
You runnin' your f*ckin' mouth, I'm tryna run it up, huh (run it up nigga)
We don't care 'bout none of them niggas, they can't f*ck with us (they can't f*ck with us, baby)
I've been f*ckin' up my liver, drank in my double cup
Trap ain't dead, these niggas scary
We make movies, Tyler Perry (yeah)
Seen my chain, the bitch went to starin' (yeah)
This ain't a Mustang, this a McLaren (nigga)
Play with a shark, your ass get buried
Me and the blue hunnids got married
Pull up smokin' Lemon Cherry, spent 8K at Burberry
Crackers trollin' on my page, got me scared to drop a pic (what the f*ck)
Nigga, we havin' our way, we them niggas popping shit
Nigga, I'm where that check be, trap niggas respect me (yeah)
Sixty ball on my neck piece
Nigga, we havin' f*ckin' cheese, nigga
Nigga, I'm a money fiend (nigga), 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 lackin' (no)
Walked in the Gucci store, spent 6K on a jacket (nigga)
Nigga your trap phone weak, get your muscle up (get it up nigga)
You runnin' your f*ckin' mouth, I'm tryna run it up, huh (run it up nigga)
We don't care 'bout none of them niggas, they can't f*ck with us (they can't f*ck with us, baby)
I've been f*ckin' up my liver, drank in my double cup
Muscle Up Video (MV)
Performed By: Bossman Dlow
From Album: Mr Beat The Road
Written by: Devante McCreary, Donte Ononiewu, Jaxson McNeely, Piotr Antoszek
Bossman Dlow - Muscle Up Lyrics
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Yeah (nigga)
Nigga, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Nigga, nigga
Nigga, I'm a money fiend (nigga), 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 lackin' (no)
Walked in the Gucci store, spent 6K on a jacket (nigga)
Nigga your trap phone weak, get your muscle up (get it up nigga)
You runnin' your f*ckin' mouth, I'm tryna run it up, huh (run it up nigga)
We don't care 'bout none of them niggas, they can't f*ck with us (they can't f*ck with us, baby)
I've been f*ckin' up my liver, drank in my double cup
Trap ain't dead, these niggas scary
We make movies, Tyler Perry (yeah)
Seen my chain, the bitch went to starin' (yeah)
This ain't a Mustang, this a McLaren (nigga)
Play with a shark, your ass get buried
Me and the blue hunnids got married
Pull up smokin' Lemon Cherry, spent 8K at Burberry
Crackers trollin' on my page, got me scared to drop a pic (what the f*ck)
Nigga, we havin' our way, we them niggas popping shit
Nigga, I'm where that check be, trap niggas respect me (yeah)
Sixty ball on my neck piece
Nigga, we havin' f*ckin' cheese, nigga
Nigga, I'm a money fiend (nigga), 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 lackin' (no)
Walked in the Gucci store, spent 6K on a jacket (nigga)
Nigga your trap phone weak, get your muscle up (get it up nigga)
You runnin' your f*ckin' mouth, I'm tryna run it up, huh (run it up nigga)
We don't care 'bout none of them niggas, they can't f*ck with us (they can't f*ck with us, baby)
I've been f*ckin' up my liver, drank in my double cup
Nigga, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Nigga, nigga
Nigga, I'm a money fiend (nigga), 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 lackin' (no)
Walked in the Gucci store, spent 6K on a jacket (nigga)
Nigga your trap phone weak, get your muscle up (get it up nigga)
You runnin' your f*ckin' mouth, I'm tryna run it up, huh (run it up nigga)
We don't care 'bout none of them niggas, they can't f*ck with us (they can't f*ck with us, baby)
I've been f*ckin' up my liver, drank in my double cup
Trap ain't dead, these niggas scary
We make movies, Tyler Perry (yeah)
Seen my chain, the bitch went to starin' (yeah)
This ain't a Mustang, this a McLaren (nigga)
Play with a shark, your ass get buried
Me and the blue hunnids got married
Pull up smokin' Lemon Cherry, spent 8K at Burberry
Crackers trollin' on my page, got me scared to drop a pic (what the f*ck)
Nigga, we havin' our way, we them niggas popping shit
Nigga, I'm where that check be, trap niggas respect me (yeah)
Sixty ball on my neck piece
Nigga, we havin' f*ckin' cheese, nigga
Nigga, I'm a money fiend (nigga), 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 lackin' (no)
Walked in the Gucci store, spent 6K on a jacket (nigga)
Nigga your trap phone weak, get your muscle up (get it up nigga)
You runnin' your f*ckin' mouth, I'm tryna run it up, huh (run it up nigga)
We don't care 'bout none of them niggas, they can't f*ck with us (they can't f*ck with us, baby)
I've been f*ckin' up my liver, drank in my double cup
Writer: Devante McCreary, Donte Ononiewu, Jaxson McNeely, Piotr Antoszek
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC