[Intro: Duffy]

Nigga

Bitch

Nigga, you'd lose if we toe to toe

Nigga, Off the Mussle for the win, that’s just how it go

(Ayy, go 'head, IIInfinite)

Bitch, you know the truth

[Chorus: Duffy]

Shit, Off the Mussle for the win, that's just how it go

Christian Loubs on me, you’d lose if we toe to toe

You don't want that lame, baby, he an average Joe

Been the truth, niggas late, barely catchin' on

If you put him in my shoes, would he hold his own?

Them bitches said they here for who? We don't know them hoes

Tried to play me for my money, had to do him wrong

I went home paranoid, I don't know who knows

[Verse 1: Duffy]

Off the Musslе get the bag, it won't take as long

Told 'еm put the ball in Duffy hands, bet I bring it home

See the same niggas with me, nigga, only bros

Hit the field for the uchies if I'm gettin’ low

Gotta get some extra dough, tell them bitch it’s time to go

Got this bitch addicted, she be cryin' when I tell her no

You don’t get no cheese, how come you and rats get along?

What rapper? Shit on those, body beats, different flows

Every time you see me, bitch, I'm drippin' in expensive clothes

Chopstick on me, nigga, long live Mr. Mose

I need the blues, lil' baby, I can’t stay for long

I'm chasin' all this paper, got some books to put this money on

Put me in the field with them apes, RIP King Kong

Sittin' on that motherfuckin' throne, that's where I belong

Bummy lil' nigga think he slime, we'll blow his nose

Off the Mussle snappin', nigga, every time we make a song

[Chorus: Duffy & Blue Pesos]

Shit, Off the Mussle for the win, that's just how it go

Christian Loubs on me, you'd lose if we toe to toe

You don't want that lame, baby, he an average Joe

Been the truth, niggas late, barely catchin' on

If you put him in my shoes, would he hold his own?

Them bitches said they here for who? We don't know them hoes (Shit)

Tried to play me for my money, had to do him wrong

I went home paranoid, I don't know who knows

[Verse 2: Blue Pesos]

Home Alone, dragged the stove, I'm Macaulay Culkin

Hundred dollars all over the floor, we sip expensive sodas

Too many walks I took through Hell, now I'm cold hearted

Nigga bend his block one more time, let the chrome spark

Do him like he Bart Simpson, niggas got P trippin'

You see me, he ain't do somethin', how the fuck is we beefin'?

Backup dancers, niggas act just like cheerleaders

Big dog, I'll put my paws on him, RIP Clifford

Two thistles, two stifflers, four-fives'll flip niggas

I hope you pray to God if you make that choice to side with him

Shoe shiner, new Balenciagas, take your time with him

Talkin' with the big bosses, lean up in wine glasses

Shit, for real

I keep a steel

When you outside on the block, make sure to keep your eyes peeled

Bitch, I do it for the Don, give a fuck how you feel

Give me a year, bet my house be in the hills

Ugh

[Chorus: Duffy]

Shit, Off the Mussle for the win, that's just how it go

Christian Loubs on, you'd lose if we toe to toe

You don't want that lame, baby, he an average Joe

Been the truth, niggas late, barely catchin' on

If you put him in my shoes, would he hold his own?

Them bitches said they here for who? We don't know them hoes

Tried to play me for my money, had to do him wrong

I went home paranoid, I don't know who knows