Tune Up

Lyrics

[Intro: Kenny Muney & Young Dolph] (Ayo, BandPlay) She say I'm next, I already knew I was (I knew it) Yeah (Start gettin' into it) Yeah Muney (Hey) [Chorus: Kenny Muney] She say I'm next, I already knew I was I took my name, I stretched it and blew it up (Yeah) My money long and stand up like a dually truck Took my revolver inside the booty club (Yeah) It's like six hoes on the way to my condo, told them hoes, "Ain't nothin' but two of us" (Ayy) Ain't shit sweet 'cause it ain't nothin' but two of us (Ayy) Somebody play, then I promise we suitin' up (Fah, fah) These niggas don't want no smoke, put my suit up Go get the money, go gеt it, go loot it up (Go get it) I been into figures like, man, I'm too up (Too up) Yеah, you can't even start, go tune up (Tune up) Look at them lame-ass niggas, they losin', uh I hang with rich niggas, killers, and screw-ups (Yeah) Told all my partners, "No matter what state you in, if you go broke, man, watch how they do you" [Verse 1: Young Dolph] Glocks with extensions (Ayy), lotta bad bitches (Ayy) Gave him a Uzi, sent him on a mission (Ayy) Used to fuck with him 'til he turned to a fuck nigga, had to tell my best friend to keep his distance (Damn) She thickalicious, walked in the house and fucked her in the kitchen (Yeah, yeah) My finger's, they itchin', this bankroll on me bigger than a midget (Yeah, yeah) Used to be broke, but I ain't never ever goin' back no more (Yeah, yeah) Racks in the floor, chopper up under my Givenchy coat (Yeah, yeah) I don't trust a soul, I hate these niggas and I hate these hoes (Yeah, yeah) Bitch, I gotta go, I got a play waitin' on me at the store (Be right back) But I ain't gon' lie, she a bad lil' bitch (Bad) Smashed her for thirty minutes, jumped up, put on my clothes and now she a mad lil' bitch (Ha) I got shit to do and people to see (Yeah) My nigga 'nem just like me (Yeah) Dope boy, I love white tees (Yeah) Iced out, in a pair of Spike Lee's (Yeah) Keep chopsticks like the Chinese [Verse 2: Kenny Muney] Yeah, I know I'm in love with these sticks like the Chinese These some new choppers, I can't wait to fire these (Yeah) Drac' with the stock, yeah, it kick like karate (Yeah) I love my guns and a bitch with a body Yeah, y'all niggas be buyin' these bitches I must be a Birkin, these hoes tryna buy me (Ayy) I hit that lil' bitch, now her friend wanna try me I give her good dick, then go missin' like Kyrie (Let's go) Back to the trap where they love me like Ali I make it rain and the drought got 'em jolly Go ask about me, this rap shit a hobby You know my name, boy, the bank can't deny me (Muney) Just look at what my hustle done got me Young nigga so fly, got the planes tryna fly me My wrist wet as hell, got my cup tryna try me I'm poppin' big shit like a Perc' and a molly (Molly) Yeah, this bitch popped a Perc', tryna boot up She turnin' up, she just bought her a new butt (Damn) Yeah, I like thick bitches, bosses and cougars I only do business with trappers and jewelers (Hold on) Hold on, I mean trappers, jewelers, and shooters We stand on these Glocks, we ain't usin' no Rugers You know we locked in like the goddamn Ku Klux We used to be down, now look, we done moved up, bitch [Chorus: Kenny Muney] She say I'm next, I already knew I was I took my name, I stretched it and blew it up (Yeah) My money long and stand up like a dually truck Took my revolver inside the booty club (Yeah) It's like six hoes on the way to my condo, told them hoes, "Ain't nothin' but two of us" (Ayy) Ain't shit sweet 'cause it ain't nothin' but two of us (Ayy) Somebody play, then I promise we suitin' up (Fah, fah) These niggas don't want no smoke, put my suit up Go get the money, go get it, go loot it up (Go get it) I been into figures like, man, I'm too up (Too up) Yeah, you can't even start, go tune up (Tune up) Look at them lame-ass niggas, they losin', uh I hang with rich niggas, killers, and screw-ups (Yeah) Told all my partners, "No matter what state you in, if you go broke, man, watch how they do you"