RealYungPhil, Pasto Flocco - Off The Muscle 2 lyrics

SurfGang damn

I'm with the same gang, can't crumble (Uh)
I see the light at the end of the tunnel
(Damn) you had a bag nigga and you fumbled
I really be in my duffle (Dumbass)
Niggas be talkin' down, but they mumble
(What)
I need more pockets on jumbo (Wait, shut up)
I just be ballin' like Russel (Damn)
And I got it off the muscle (What? Damn)
I know these niggas is cutthroat
(What? What? Fuck wrong with these niggas)
I really don't give a fuck bro (Nope)
You showin' fake love cause I'm up
Yeah you ain't wanna see me stunt though
(Nope)
I heard you think that I'm stupid (Damn)
Nigga you really a Dumbo (Damn, what? Damn)


I be like "Fuck it, shit happens" (Fuck it)
I can just fuck around get past it
I'ma just ball like Maverick
(Wait, damn, wait, for real, for real)
You was a man, but that's past tense (What?)
Who's man is this? Come pack him (Get him)
I see the money, I grab it (Stupid)
Boy you not him, you a "Has been" (Damn)
I put Moncler on my jacket (Damn)
Oh you want smoke, match it (Match it)
We can turn you into ashes
I see the bank and I'm laughin'
You could throw me a bag, I'ma catch it
(Pew, pew, pew)
I need my pockets on massive (Damn, Shit)
You should go and get a bag, bitch

I'm with the same gang, can't crumble (Uh)
I see the light at the end of the tunnel
(Damn) you had a bag nigga and you fumbled
I really be in my duffle (Dumbass)
Niggas be talkin' down, but they mumble
I need more pockets on jumbo (Wait, shut up)
I just be ballin' like Russel (Damn)
And I got it off the muscle (What? Damn)
I know these niggas is cutthroat
(What? What? Fuck wrong with these niggas)
I really don't give a fuck bro (Nope)
You showin' fake love cause I'm up you
Ain't wanna see me stunt though (Nope)
I heard you think that I'm stupid (Damn)
Nigga you really a Dumbo (Damn, what? Damn)


Nigga want smoke like Gumball
He got caught on the strip like Fronto
Moh 'reta gon' slide with that (Pssh)
Moh 'reta gon' slide with that cargo
White plug come Jack Harlow
All the drink nigga, cost your car note
I was born into this fuckin' stardom
Shakin' right through the pressure
Like niggas from Harlem

Haha, oh yeah
You already know what the fuck it is, nigga
Big syrup, nigga
Nigga, it's Flocco in this shit
Big drillin' shit
Been pushin' this weight for (Ha)
Fuck it, gang, cause surfGang, bitch

I'm with the same gang, can't crumble (Uh)
I see the light at the end of the tunnel
(Damn) you had a bag nigga and you fumbled
I really be in my duffle (Dumbass)
Niggas be talkin' down, but they mumble
I need more pockets on jumbo (Wait, shut up)
I just be ballin' like Russel (Damn)
And I got it off the muscle (What? Damn)
I know these niggas is cutthroat
(What? What? Fuck wrong with these niggas)
I really don't give a fuck bro (Nope)
You showin' fake love cause I'm up
Yeah you ain't wanna see me stunt though
(Nope)
I heard you think that I'm stupid (Damn)
Nigga you really a Dumbo (Damn, what? Damn)