J Hus Ft Burna Boy – Masculine Lyrics

“Masculine” is the seventh cut on J Hus’ third studio album and mark’s Juju J’s fifth collaboration with Nigerian superstar Burna Boy. It was originally previewed by J Hus on Instagram in August 2020. During Burna Boy’s Love, Damini Tour at London Stadium, he brought out J Hus to perform with him and the duo also performed a snippet of the song for the first time. Hus and Burna were also seen filming a music video for the song backstage.

On June 28th, through a cryptic billboard in Stratford, East London, Hus confirmed Burna Boy’s involvement in the album and the title of the song:

WITH THE BURNA
BOY U KNOW I’M MASCULINE.

Masculine Lyrics by J Hus Ft Burna Boy

[Intro]
It wasn’t my— my— my— my—

[Chorus: J Hus]
It wasn’t my brethren that burned him, they said it must’ve been
Man stand tall, man masculine
Anywhere he go, he wanna blast the ting
Blast that bastard pikin
Burn everyone, man can’t just start pickin’
See, I love to play the villain
I like to make a killin’
In the disco, DJ play my rhythm
Man have a dance right before we wig him

[Verse 1: Burna Boy]
Why everybody, dey ask me, “Where Hustla dey?”
Is he still local or he travel away?
Don’t violate, I’ll throw this glass in your face
Don’t make me teach you, no be class, we nuh dey
‘Causе toxic acid children don’t know any other way
Toxic acid children don’t know any othеr way

[Refrain: Burna Boy]
My nigga, how many times do I have to remind you that?
Stepped in the place, now they’re climbin’ walls
‘Cause my brother’s first name is Bala, last name is Clava, there for palaver
Science matter, Ojuju Calabar
My face give them uncontrollable bladder
Toxic acid children don’t know any other way

[Chorus: J Hus]
It wasn’t my brethren that burned him, they said it must’ve been
Man stand tall, man masculine
Anywhere he go, he wanna blast the ting
Blast that bastard pikin
Burn everyone, man can’t just start pickin’
See, I love to play the villain
I like to make a killin’
In the disco, DJ play my rhythm (Ayo, ayo, DJ)
Man have a dance right before we wig him

[Verse 2: J Hus]
I swear I’m gonna lock off this party
We’re takin’ Rollies, Audemars, Cartis
Who’s got the Richard Mille? Slap him silly, you know the hierarchy
Man gotta check in when they come to my city
Bouncer can’t search me, got the bonsam by my willy
And that’s my killy
We pull up outside on a mad Kawasaki, no talky-talky
Burn everyone here, we’re not too picky
Who’s movin’ iffy? Burn him if he moves
Take off his helmet, that’s when he met hell
That’s why niggas don’t exhale, niggas just tryna catch a groove
Take off his chain real nice and smooth
Take off the rest of his jewels
Let me hold a dollar, you know the rules
Niggas get burn up when we bang off the, bang off the
[Chorus: J Hus]
It wasn’t my brethren that burned him, they said it must’ve been
Man stand tall, man masculine
Anywhere he go, he wanna blast the ting
Blast that bastard pikin
Burn everyone, man can’t just start pickin’
See, I love to play the villain
I like to make a killin’
In the disco, DJ play my rhythm
Man have a dance right before we wig him

[Refrain: Burna Boy]
My nigga, how many times do I have to remind you that?
Stepped in the place, now they’re climbin’ walls
‘Cause my brother’s first name is Bala, last name is Clava, there for palaver
Science matter, Ojuju Calabar
My face give them uncontrollable bladder
Toxic acid children don’t know any other way

[Outro]
It wasn’t my
My brethren
It wasn’t my
My brethren