American Muscles ft. D0N & A1 Juug Lyrics

I'm clocking out like Flavor Flav

This gold on my neck do amazing things

Bitch we aint scared

Doing donuts in rain

Got red in my eyes

I can't hide all of this pain

Switching my style cuz they biting my shit

Fronto and I'm lighting the shit

Dress well and she like it and shit

She just call it enticing and shit

God damn

How do I manage

I aint waiting

I'm upping my standards

Guapanese and they don't understand it

Got some dough and a nigga just fanned it

Shoot movies a nigga just panned it

Everything double they coming in tandem

Everything double niggas in trouble

American fleece and American muscle

I can't back down

I got a sack now

I can't back down

I got a

We can't back down

I got a sack now

We can't back down

I got a

I got a

I got a

I got a sack now

We can't back down

We can't back down

We can't

I can't back down

I got a sack now

Dropped yo friends bout bread

Ask me bout what love cost

No harm

No foul

The game been the game

It aint no love lost

Im mindin my mind

Getting closer to lofts

Nah

The real ones nigga

Jet out to jersey

Sicilian with me

Make a killing with bud

Bro killing with Whitney

I told him to chill

But he thinking I'm silly

Working my work

And still sucking a titty

Blind leading blind

But I they can feel me

Braille nipples on the Brazilian wit me

Stay in your lane

What I did up in Tiffany's

Dressing room action

That perc gave me energy

Say she a fan

Imma fuck her like ten of me

Shoot to the uber

It smell like dispensary

Moving and grooving still shoot at an enemy

I'm watchin they movement

They thinking I'm stupid

When I came in this bitch I came as a student

You aint using your brain then you planning to lose it

Fuck all that talking boy show me them racks

Niggas got lapped and turned into rats

Caught on the fork these niggas some dorks

Trying to be so important they end up court

Yeah

I was the one

I was the one that trap in the sun

I was the one the son of a gun

I was the one who fucked on a nun

Yeah

Kid that did

Fuck on that bitch then punch her a wig

My niggas is scamming your niggas is pigs

Pull up in your town prolly leave with a ten

Healthy

Wealthy

Young rich and success

Paper on my pedestal

I'm so far a head of you

You fly and handsome

All my diamonds dancing

Trapping out a mansion

I'm thinking expansion

It was told to you and it was told to me

That a bad thick bitch would propose to me

But I can't marry her because money married to me

And if I die right now my sons inherit the cheese