Offline

[Intro: Hit-Boy]

Like, nigga, this is game over, nigga

Damn

It's about real niggas, period

That's it, that's all, my nigga

You got the real and you got the fake

Look

You got the forger and you got the official

AKA

Bullshit ain't nothing, nigga

Hit-Boy

Need to be worried 'bout these people, nigga

Rest in peace, Nip

[Verse 1: Hit-Boy]

Keepin' my business offline

Paid all my dues and paid all my ties

Wavy, no stoppin' at tide

Pushin' it forward with vision this time

Look at my wrist, I'm just killin' time

Crack in the ground when I stand on my feet

Nah, this whip ain't a lease (Lease)

Is you ridin' Hit-Boy on the beat?

Dominic told you on Tony Fontana

"They gon' talk about you," so fuck all the chatter

Too much on my platter, I feel like a trapper

I move like a trapper, get paid like a trapper (Damn)

Mixin' the Gucci with CDG (CDG)

I want my dogs, like DBG (DBG)

Locs on like I'm Eazy-E (Eazy-E)

Use to eat using an EBT (Woo)

We done came up, we didn't stay down

We done paid grounds

We done held it down, can't settle now

Brand new styles, we done gave 'em out

Double CC for my thing thing

Stackin' C-notes, Louis V coat

More zeros, hood hero

DOM K know, Cinco know

Big Hit know, Price T know

Whole city know whole team on

Bet it all back like RINO

Sip vino, like trees though

Pinot Grigio for my freaky hoe

Fresh fruit and it's seasonal

Door life, doin' unspeakable

Half-A-Mil just won a regional

[Chorus: Hit-Boy & DOM KENNEDY]

Aye, uh, Keepin' my business offline

Yo, get in here (Aye, aye, yeah)

Keepin' my business offline

[Verse 2: DOM KENNEDY]

And I can fill you whip

Real millionaire shit

Truffles by the gram

Jewelry on the nightstand

Aye, that's all mine (That's all mine)

You can wear it for the night

Tory Burch for her slides

Ocean drive, ocean drive

Told you, ain't nowhere to hide

We fuckin' 'til the sunrise (Yeah)

I go to sleep on your mind

Wake up on your mind

I talk facts these niggas lack

If I hit, she comin' back

Noble Hotel, just to relax

I flew to Miami to fuck off some cash (Uh)

It should be no debates

Got these noodles on my plate

Got this dime in my face

Extra rings in the safe

Rosé Veuve how I play

Got the top in the trunk

Snoop Dogg, what's my name? Shit

No Dre Beats, no fake piece

9mm, no safety

Me and H.B

Fuck you, pay me

That's how I'm comin', lets run it

I want it all in new hundreds

Courtesy of, that's a hunnid

Don't be a hater, get money

[Chorus: Hit-Boy & DOM KENNEDY]

Aye, Keepin' my business offline

Right on time (Aye, uh)

Keepin' my business offline