Muscle Up

Muscle up then I flex no question
Top two and I never come second
In my dms like she tryna get a beckon
Shawty shut her mouth unless she putting neck in
Muscle up on me you a dead man
It's on sight when I see you in my section
No question they pressin tryna get to a confession
Lil bitch imma learn that ass a lesson

Big pack blow your face out
Back back when I had no dollars in my PayPal
Finesse a nigga bitch and she just wanna give me face now
That I'm up I'm only hitting when her face down
Hoes mad that I do not do no FaceTime
I know she'll let me split a birdie told me through the grapevine
Touch that quarter and two dimes you on Dateline
I know You love your shorty but she mine at the same time

Yeah
Muscle up then I flex no question
Top two and I never come second
In my dms like she tryna get a beckon
Shawty shut her mouth unless she putting neck in
Muscle up on me you a dead man
It's on sight when I see you in my section no question
They pressin tryna get to a confession
Lil bitch imma learn that ass a lesson

On me I keep a beam and a Glock with a shhh
I don't even sip no lean man that shit make me sick
I keep green for the soul sipping henny from the ship
I walk around smelling like I know I'm the shit
Why these hoes mad
I can't boo up
See the opps pass the Glock to the shooters
Then I might take off to Bermuda
In the whip 20 racks and a Tuba

Muscle up then I flex no question
Top two and I never come second
In my dms like she tryna get a beckon
Shawty shut her mouth unless she putting neck in
Muscle up on me you a dead man
It's on sight when I see you in my section
No question they pressin tryna get to a confession
Lil bitch imma learn that ass a lesson



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Writer(s): Devian Young
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