muscle up - kuntfetish lyrics
[pre*chorus]
text my b*tch a thousand times
you think i give a f*ck?
text my plug a thousand times
i tell him “weigh it up”
you lookin’ small, you need to eat
but you can’t eat me up
i call my man, he down the block
he finna suck it up
[chorus]
and i can’t leave, no, i cannot
because i am too stuck up
don’t need no maserati
b*tch, i need a bentley truck
and make sure you get the big one
so my hoes can f*ck
i’m finna show off, finna flex
i’m finna muscle up
[verse 1]
you need some narcos
hit me on my next step
we ain’t drinkin’ lean
b*tch, we on that fish scale
i get so high
b*tch, i’m booted up
he just hopped in my club to shoot it up
heard the b*tch a munch
i’ma toot it up
hеard these hoes wanna f*ck
linе ’em up
i got two pints in my double cup
i got two white tricks and they cucks
[verse 2]
i got two white tricks and they wanted me naked
could’ve had a job, but i scream “f*ck it, i’m famous”
could’ve been sober, but i’m too gone off that jamo
could’ve gave him some p*ssy, but i just gave him some bezos
would’ve been at your party, but i was stuck in a k*hole
i don’t want that d*ck, b*tch, i fill my p*ssy with dracos
your b*tch love me, we’ve been f*cking all week in barbados
got the blanco, red roscato, and we sippin’ añejo
my b*tch say she is high and when we done she say “prego”
she scream out thirty hail marys so i just told her to “pray hoe”
[pre*chorus]
text my b*tch a thousand times
you think i give a f*ck?
text my plug a thousand times
i tell him “weigh it up”
you lookin’ small, you need to eat
but you can’t eat me up
i call my man, he down the block
he finna suck it up
[chorus]
and i can’t leave, no, i cannot
because i am too stuck up
don’t need no maserati
b*tch, i need a bentley truck
and make sure you get the big one
so my hoes can f*ck
i’m finna show off, finna flex
i’m finna muscle up
[verse 3]
i just* i just* i just make it fresh, b*tch
like so fresh, you’ll probably wake up wanna taste it
like so fresh, you b*tches copy, “can i paste this?”
roll it up, take a puff, make you face it
i just woke up off the sh*ts in hotel lobby
hard to focus, so i popped another f*ckin’ molly
i don’t want your b*tch, better come and get her off me
i’ve been doin’ my sh*t, gonna take an army to stop me
[pre*chorus]
text my b*tch a thousand times
you think i give a f*ck?
text my plug a thousand times
i tell him “weigh it up”
you lookin’ small, you need to eat
but you can’t eat me up
i call my man, he down the block
he finna suck it up
[chorus]
and i can’t leave, no, i cannot
because i am too stuck up
don’t need no maserati
b*tch, i need a bentley truck
and make sure you get the big one
so my hoes can f*ck
i’m finna show off, finna flex
i’m finna muscle up
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