Off The Muscle lyrics

[Intro]
(Pipe that sh*t up, TnT)
Ayy, Sean John drip when I walk in the porch
NLE, top shotta
(Cook that sh*t up, Quay)
Don dada
Ayy, ayy, cook that sh*t up, Quay
Oh, that's my n*gga, I ain't even know this one of his beats (Yeah, yeah)
f*ck you talkin' 'bout?
(Tahj Money)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse]
Sean John drip when I walk in the porch
House so big that it look like a fort
Smack him with the pistol, pus*y n*gga, you a dork (Brrt, brrt)
pus*y-ass n*gga, you are not off the porch
Give him a grave, yeah, my n*gga gon' dig it
Put the lean in my cup and you know I'ma sip it
b*tch, I'm gone off this 30, I think that I'm trippin'
I'm so high in this b*tch, thought my heart was my kidney
Your n*ggas, they b*tches, they coming up missin' (Ayy)
My chopper got fifty, I shoot 'til it's empty (Ayy)
This b*tch here a fully, you totin' a semi (Ayy)
I'm countin' up commas, completin' my sentence (Ayy)
Thе way that I'm livin', pop out in your city
She suck on my balls while I grip on her tittiеs
He say he gon' kill me, your n*gga like Ricky
Give him shots like a waitress, we leavin' him tipsy
Keep them sticks up like them blind folks
You say I'm a b*tch, you lyin', ho
Bring home a soul when we slide, thirty shots up out this nine, ho
Want me to kick it? Got no time, ho
But you can suck it anytime, though
Pull it out and skeet up on her face, I made her eyes close
Wockhardt in the cup, sh*t hit like Rocky
Look at me in the picture with a gun, you won't scare nobody
I ain't even wanna do it, but I caught another body
Bad b*tch, go to Ole Miss, she a hottie-tottie
Overdose in this b*tch, I just popped another Roxy (Ooh)
Oops, I ain't mean to say that, don't tell nobody (Ayy)
Woke up in the hospital, f*cked on the doctor (Ayy)
I was up in juvenile, eatin' chichis and latke (Ayy)
Who gon' stop me? They say I'm a stopper (Ayy)
Shot him, shot the friend, now his body on top of him (Ayy)
Hundred-some shots, demolish him
b*tch, I'ma polish him
Shot in the mouth, he was hollerin' (Brrt)
b*tch, I'm 'bout murder, my tolerance
My bullets, they swallow him (Brrt)
You eatin' these bullets, lil' n*gga, you gobbling
We give him a mullet like we was just barbering
I smoke me a 'Wood and I drop out my heart and sh*t
I'm late for my show, b*tch, they call me a tardian
f*cked up in the head, I'll shoot at your guardian
Off the Henny, but I wanna know where Bacardi at
Too much of these drugs, I'm falling in Cartier
Tryna rob me, then you gonna be sorry then
I'ma look for your soul, I'ma take it, can't get it back
Ayy, pus*y-ass n*gga, this sh*t ain't a joke
Why the f*ck you got a gun? I'ma take your pole
If you get in the business, I'ma shoot your nose
If a n*gga want beef, I'ma kill your bro
Baby Mexico with the pole, vamanos
Don't need no bullets, let all of 'em blow
b*tch, I'm runnin' this beat, you signin' my blood
I'm fresh out the dirt, but I'm sippin' on mud
I just caught me a lack, I'ma put it on dub
My brother, he Blood, but I'm callin' him cuz
Had to C-walk 'fore I dumped my clip
'Cause I did my dirt for Crip
Them n*ggas, they sayin' we dipped
How we run when we upped off the hip?
And y'all was the n*ggas that was doin' them flips
Shot him in his neck, bullet came out his lips
For all of the opps, this sh*t here a PSA
I shoot sh*t for real, I might go to the NBA
Why the f*ck would I scuffle? My Drac in my duffle
You think we gon' scuffle? pop him like a bubble
You scared of n*ggas, my n*ggas my brothers
If one of 'em gon' cross me, on God, I'ma bust 'em
This sh*t off the muscle
[Outro]
sh*t off the muscle
NLE the top shotta
Got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
n*gga play, swear to God, it's gon' be murder, on God
f*ck you, b*tch