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Keep it real, I ain't seeing no competition
You in the field bro, but you ain't playing my position
Got some M's, now bitches out here acting different
Any nigga tryna step, then I'm gladly trippin'
Spent the night with a blower makin' bad decisions
We gave that man a whole warning, but he never listened
Had to do him so sick, what a tragic ending
Drop a awful lotta hundreds, bitch, I'm barely spending
Ain't no chillin' 'til I'm fucking off a hundred-plus
Niggas winning, I can't settle for no runner-up
Off the Muscle at her party, she in love with us
I got a blower nigga, don't be on no funny stuff
Strapped up like a nigga finna bungee jump
'Cause not a lotta niggas make it where I'm coming from
That nigga looking drunk as fuck throwing upper cuts
That nigga shoulda took the sign when he dropped the blunt
Boxer nigga say he wanna fight, can he duck a gun?
Yeah, I be outside all night, I don't fuck with bums
Told that buster this my life, bitch, it ain't for fun
If we see you out with that ice, you gon' tuck it, huh?
We gon' bust a bag or what? Add it, count it, sum it up
Play wit' us, he dumb as fuck, he still alive? He lucky, huh?
Tried to press me with that knife, I had fuck him up
Remember all them days when niggas only had a couple bucks
Too tough, really worth a mill, so I'm tooled up
Had to put the hammer on his noggin, nigga screwed up
Who what? Don't care, bitch, I'm tryna move up
One nigga blew it, and he got his whole group touched
True shit had his main bitch like, "Who this?" I do shit
Got it in the bag 'cause it's too big, I snoop shit
Doggy with his bitch on some smooth shit
Handle business, Remble we gon' meet you up at Ruth Chris
He tried to go against the muscle, he's a risk-taker
Taking rides in his whip, but I ain't a hitchhiker
Neutralizing niggas homies like the Equalizer
Tenth wood in the stu', I can't get no higher
Custom kicks on my feet, you cannot buy 'em
Niggas speaking on that mission, told him keep quiet
Big niggas with a beard, man, I hate Vikings
Niggas always tryna pop it with them... man
Off the muscle for the win, I told coach, "Put me in"
Niggas on my line 'bout a bitch, I'm on these dividends
But after that I slide through and come be a participant
First time linkin', let me hit, she ain't innocent
A nigga step wrong, fuck his bitch and that's equivalent
She said, "That's not me, that's my sister", what the difference is?
She tryna take a nigga soul, show me what the business is
Niggas say they shooting poles but hanging with the witnesses
My last bitch, I fucked it up, these niggas finna run from something
Buckle and shut it up, Off The Muscle coming up
We on nigga, bet it up, too cold to be a buster nigga
Pressure I ain't gon' let up, on God niggas fed up
These weak niggas makin' it, riding round in Bape fits
Your baby mama shakin' it, you know she can't take dick
My House where the training is
Your big brother bang, you do not, why you claiming it?
Off the muscle shit talker, bitch, no mistaking it
I ain't seeing no competition
You in the field, bro, but you ain't playing my position
Nigga, I ain't seeing no competition
You in the field bro, but you ain't playing my position