Off The Muscle EDC Lowkey (Ft. Lil Baby)

[Intro]
(DJ Swift)
(Kelz)

[Chorus: EDC Lowkey & Lil Baby]
Got it off the muscle, bitch, 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, bitch, 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)
Bitch with him, he got Burberry
Put him in a headlock
Niggas behind me, we five deep
They all got dreadlocks
Gold teeth and chopsticks, ready to eat up
Them niggas thought I went broke, it was a mil' 'fore my re-up