Off The Muscle lyrics

[Intro]
(DJ Swift)
(Kelz)

[Chorus: EDC Lowkey & Lil Baby]
Got it off the muscle, b*tch, it wasn't luck (Wasn't luck)
I was down bad, I had to get it up (Get it up)
Crackers jump behind me, put it in the cuff (In the cuff)
Real D boy, sellin' grams and weighing up (Weighing up)
Got it off the muscle, b*tch, it wasn't luck (Wasn't luck)
I was down bad, I had to run it up (Run it up)
Twelve jump behind me, put it in the cuff (In the cuff)
Real D boy, sellin' grams and weighing up (Weighing up)

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
Dropped a fifty on a bezel, hold a Rollie up
Got a kilo on my neck, I done leveled up
FN in the tuck, I pull it up, they think I lucked up (Fah, fah)
Ridin' 'round Atlanta, droptop and some blue trucks (Skrrt, skrrt)
Whole lotta bags came through I ain't have to weigh 'em up
I just count the cash, dawg, I just want his cash, dawg
Twelve tryna arrest us because we got our cash up
FG's go faster (Faster)
Livin' in the fast lane (Faster)
b*tch with him, he got Burberry
Put him in a headlock
n*ggas behind me, we five deep
They all got dreadlocks
Gold teeth and chopsticks, ready to eat up
Them n*ggas thought I went broke, it was a mil' 'fore my re-up
[Chorus: EDC Lowkey & Lil Baby]
Got it off the muscle, b*tch, it wasn't luck
I was down bad, I had to get it up
Crackers jump behind me, put it in the cuff
Real D boy, sellin' grams and weighing up
Got it off the muscle, b*tch, it wasn't luck (Wasn't luck)
I was down bad, I had to run it up (Get it up)
Twelve jump behind me, put it in the cuff (In the cuff)
Real D boy, sellin' grams and weighing up (Weighing up)

[Verse 2: EDC Lowkey]
I'm at the lawyer with Lil Baby, I'm in Louisiana
f*ck a application, pass me the arm and hammer
Twenty on my wrist, .40, keep it by my hip
No gymnastics, but I had to flip a brick
We don't gangbang, but EDC be the click
Red and blue flag, in the Blood, and in the Crip
I'm a Z-O-E, I'm a boy from IT
Heard they open doors, so, I had to buy a key
Fifty on my neck, splash, yeah, these diamonds wet
Caught a n*gga eye, so I got and lit his chest
Pulled up in a foreign, hop out and you know I flex
Make every move my best, not checkers, this chess

[Chorus: EDC Lowkey & Lil Baby]
Got it off the muscle, b*tch, it wasn't luck
I was down bad, I had to get it up
Crackers jump behind me, put it in the cuff
Real D boy, sellin' grams and weighing up
Got it off the muscle, b*tch, it wasn't luck (Wasn't luck)
I was down bad, I had to run it up (Get it up)
Twelve jump behind me, put it in the cuff (In the cuff)
Real D boy, sellin' grams and weighing up (Weighing up)