Got Muscle GoldLink (Ft. Peewee Longway & WaveIQ)

[Intro: PeeWee Longway]
Longway, Longway, bitch
You got muscle?
GoldLink, what it do my nigga?
Been having muscle since a jit, you understand me?
You got muscle then flex then, nigga, what's happening?

[Chorus: WaveIQ]
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?

[Verse 1: GoldLink]
Yeah, how many niggas from the block?
Just a real nigga 'til they get popped?
Get knocked, 'til that nigga turn to God, they're a cop
And I never gave a fuck 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 ass, take his chain, then we out, out
I don't give a fuck about the clout, um
I just really care about the outcome
Man, a nigga really miss Malcolm
Gunshots for the club, clout dumb
This real nigga shit ransom
Not random, throw tantrums
My bitch 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 fuck 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