Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles
Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks
Winding up left next to the back door after a fight that left your muscles tore
Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before
With split muscles, spillin' curdling blood flows
I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows
Flexing in his picture, tryna make his muscles stick up
How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but
Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts
Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles
He thinks he's tall and got muscles
Good kids make bad grown ups
You missed that tearing muscles make you big
I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music
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