MUSCLES (feat. Lil Durk)

Yeah, woo, yeah
 Uh, ayy
 Yeah, yeah
 Gang in this bitch, better not move a muscle, yeah
 Chopper bullets rain, I don't like to tussle
 Got it out the mud, I respect the hustle, uh
 All my dawgs bang, hang with Michael Vick (Yeah)
 Money ain't a motherfucking thing
 .223s exclusive, bitch, they go straight to your brain
 Yeah, I'm getting money, baby, hustle in the rain
 We was shooting on that block, you was shootin' in the range
 I was thinking out the box, that's what got me out of the way
 Hey there, bitch, suck my dick then have a nice day
 Smackdown, fuck that bitch in a steel cage
 Feel invincible, I beat his ass, Johnny Cage
 Two, three, four, five, bullets hit his ass, left him dazed
 I got tunnel vision, baby, won't get caught in maze
 I'm not from this planet, I ain't human
 No heart, fuck cupid
 Let that chopper spray for looking at me stupid
 Yeah, Nike check, bitch, I just do it
 I can't play no games, we ain't hoopin', no pick and roll
 In a spaceship, I'm a extraterrestrial
 Red laser beam, lil' bitch, I'ma let it go
 (Red laser beam, in this bitch, I'ma let it go, baow)
 Gang in this bitch, better not move a muscle, yeah
 Chopper bullets rain, I don't like to tussle
 Got it out the mud, I respect the hustle, uh
 All my dawgs bang, hang with Michael Vick (Yeah)
 Money ain't a motherfucking thing
 .223s exclusive, bitch, they go straight to your brain
 Yeah, I'm getting money, baby, hustle in the rain
 We was shooting on that block, you was shootin' in the range
 The day them niggas die, come back around, we made a holiday
 (Gang, grrt, boaw, yeah)
 Whole lotta choppas on his ass
 I think I'm Sada Baby (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 Proud of you, how you work with that switch
 You think that Prada made it (Grrah)
 Turn your favorite rapper to a pound
 That shit ain't complicated (No, dopey)
 I don't fuck with niggas
 Never ask me where nobody at (Goofy)
 Fitted cap better say V.Roy or that's somebody ass (Yeah)
 Real killer, pop up on somebody in somebody grass ('Body grass)
 Nobody better not be with you, that's somebody's ass (Yeah, man what?)
 Gang, who?
 You ain't did shit, nigga, stop sayin' names, dude (Dude)
 Change who? Get back for that goofy
 Foenem changed too (Yeah, yeah, haha)
 I'd be mad as hell
 We gave the city all them chains too (Chains too)
 Everybody points
 Everybody gettin' flamed too (Boaw, boaw, boaw)
 Gang in this bitch, better not move a muscle, yeah
 Chopper bullets rain, I don't like to tussle
 Got it out the mud, I respect the hustle, uh
 All my dawgs bang, hang with Michael Vick (Yeah)
 Money ain't a motherfucking thing
 .223s exclusive, bitch, they go straight to your brain
 Yeah, I'm getting money, baby, hustle in the rain
 We was shooting on that block, you was shootin' in the range