Work It Out (Dangerous)

Woah, yeah, wait a minute Mr. Postman
Wait, hey, hey, hey

I been looking for the love, it ain't been working out
My daddy died, me, mom, and sister gotta work it out
If we going through something you bet' not blurt it out
I'm heartless, I don't give a fuck what you then heard about
Girl, you got all of that ass, you need to twerk it out
All this pressure on my heart, I overworked it
All this tension getting dangerous
If you not for me, you cannot bang with us, no
Yeah

Scary hours, scary times, you gotta see it through
I'm going hard, ain't got no time to stop for me or you
I'm applying the pressure, I got my foot on the pedal
I got my hand on the lever, so watch you tryna do
Ima take half off top like a crop
You see me pop like the top of some pop
I got them bands, make the rubberband pop
Come off them bands like the rubberband popped, shit
Running through the money like a base, I gotta hit
I don't trip off shit so I ain't tripping 'bout a bitch
Make the cutter spit, it be bussin', piñata hit
Ain't no discussion, lil boy you know how I'm coming
You know I'm gon' get it bussin', I got cream like I'm Russian
Cough, cough, I need that Robitussin
I'm getting deniro like it's nothing
You know I keep crack like I be plumbing

I been looking for the love, it ain't been working out
My daddy died, me, mom, and sister gotta work it out
If we going through something you bet' not blurt it out
I'm heartless, I don't give a fuck what you then heard about
Girl, you got all of that ass, you need to twerk it out
All this pressure on my heart, I overworked it
All this tension getting dangerous
If you not for me, you cannot bang with us, no
Yeah

I wanna get me wraith, it's coming I gotta wait
I got a lot on my plate, too bad I already ate
I gotta shake off the fake, can't get a piece of my cake
You could call me a drug dealer the way I'm pushing that weight
She throw it back and I feel her, but we can't go on no date
Pasta, I got her creamy like pasta
I got your ho on my roster, money is long like a rasta
No, you cannot come in my casa
So, it's no mi casa, su casa
Used to be so crummy, used to rock Aeropostale
Now I want shit that's just exclusive for models
You know I be zooted, got that alc' in my bottle
Cross you up then dime it like rondo
Wet like Katrina, you might need a poncho
Faster than stallions so you can call me a bronco
Shoutout to Quavo but I am the new honcho
Just left the 305 then I went to Toronto
5 minus 03 is 2 like I'm Lonzo
Gotta go add 1, 504, that's New Orleans
Repping where I from, that is really important
Passed it back to me so I gotta go score it
You hearing the music know you just can't ignore it
Looking at speed on the dash and I floored it
The mission is chasing the bag, I secure it
Ima blow, you gotta be patient, I assure it

I been looking for the love, it ain't been working out
My daddy died, me, mom, and sister gotta work it out
If we going through something you bet' not blurt it out
I'm heartless, I don't give a fuck what you then heard about
Girl, you got all of that ass, you need to twerk it out
All this pressure on my heart, I overworked it
All this tension getting dangerous
If you not for me, you cannot bang with us, no
Yeah

So much pain on my heart, gotta stain on my heart, yeah, yeah
Dad, I love you
Forever