We Won't Work Out - Live

Demon time
Red lights
We outside
Uh
I'm showing demon signs
I got den demon eyes
I'll make a riptide
Uh
Post up
Instagram post put a pole up
Poor the lean in wit sum cola
She tried to break me but I'm colda
Hold up

Hold up
Bitch in the back cuz she throwing it back so throw it up
Sippin that Henney
She a lightweight
If she drink too much
Then she might just throw it up

Dipped in a quick whip wit a thick bitch
And she doing sum quick shit
Got her an Uber and back to a lit crib and my nigga went in it

You know I'm working the parts like a piston
I went all in it
Finished the mission
Got an achievement
For giving her quick dick
Now I got her spinning her head like a fidget

We race in this rover
Cut streets they know us
Fuck yo friends on your sofa
Counting bands in the ford truck

Back and forth wit my conscience
Girl you know what's Beyond this
Don't say I feel you
Hold up wait...

Put it on a plate
Uh
Walking up to the plate
Uh
Stacking my cheese everyday
Uh
Smoking that Mary Jane
Uh
We are not on the same page
Uh
Fucking these bitches they had the same name
And they pussy the same thing
Copped me a Rollie plane Jane

Piccolo
I pop them perks I know
Feds want to search my hoe
If they do they'll get all of my doe

This isn't a joke
I'll pull out my 4
Pull up in a 4 door
Cuz I do not fold

Keep making these scenes just start a damn show
So that 12 could just leave me alone damn



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Writer(s): 4lexander Morales
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