Work

(Diablo Flacko)

Uh, putting the work in
Look at my story, yeah I see you lurkin'
She want the Gems, she don't want a Birkin
You want the life, but won't put the work in
Stu in the crib, where I put the work in
Just got a 'script, I'm writing in cursive
I'm playing my music and she started twerkin'...

Uh, baby girl just shake it
My shorty get fly but I like when you naked
I'm feeling like Trump, she callin' me racist
I'm doing it myself, back to the basics
Martin Margiela but I ain't a Mason
Green and Red, St. Michael the bracelet
Treat the Truth like a blunt and face it...

Look how white the ash is
Of course I charge for a beat, why you askin'?
Punk'd a n**** now I feel like Ashton
SRT's what I do the dash in
Concierge name is Sebastian
Making money and music is a passion
Now imagine making money off of rapping...

Uh, one day ima make it
Keep it real man I could never fake it
Beat the pussy up man ima Jake it
Smokin' with the liquor got me faded
Popped a molly, eyes are dilated
I hit it too cause shorty so persuasive
She wanna see how Mikey get creative...

She wanna see how Mikey got the Gems
Wanna see how Mikey do it all
Shorty living out in Montreal
I said "baby, I just want some poutine"
I wake up, smoke good, make music, go to sleep, yeah you know the routine
I feel like YN Jay when she give me Coochie...

(I wuv you Mikey Gems)

Uh, putting the work in
Look at my story, yeah I see you lurkin'
She want the Gems, she don't want a Birkin
You want the life, but won't put the work in
Stu in the crib, where I put the work in
Just got a 'script, I'm writing in cursive
I'm playing my music and she started twerkin'...

Uh, baby girl just shake it
My shorty get fly but I like when you naked
I'm feeling like Trump, she callin' me racist
I'm doing it myself, back to the basics
Martin Margiela but I ain't a Mason
Green and Red, St. Michael the bracelet
Treat the Truth like a blunt and face it...

Puttin' the work in
Look at my story, yeah I see you lurkin'
She want the Gems, she don't want a Birkin
You want the life, but won't put the work in
Stu in the crib, where I put the work in
Just got a 'script, I'm writing in cursive
I'm playing my music and she started twerkin'...

Uh, baby girl just shake it
My shorty get fly but I like when you naked
I'm feeling like Trump, she callin' me racist
I'm doing it myself, back to the basics
Martin Margiela but I ain't a Mason
Green and Red, St. Michael the bracelet
Treat the Truth like a blunt and face it...

Look how white the ash is
Of course I charge for a beat, why you askin'?
Punk'd a n**** now I feel like Ashton
SRT's what I do the dash in
Concierge name is Sebastian
Making money and music is a passion
Now imagine making money off of rapping...



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Mejia
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