Workin
I've been Workin
Can't answer no text, if it ain't about a check
I've been Workin
Baggy red eyes, I don't ever get rest
I've been Workin
Trying to move the fam out the hood, get away from the stress
I've been Workin
Get a load, drop it off, then it's on to the next
I've been Workin
Yapping to the yuppies, slinging to the "custies"
I've been servin'
I've been swervin'
In and out of traffic, bands hanging out the Berkin
Bad bitch with her top off, and she twerking
She looking innocent on the surface
Soon as we get alone, she ask can she be of service
I say open up your legs, move your panties, let me "perv" it
Now let me get up in your cervix
The "nine" fell out
And it got her lookin' nervous
Baby close your eyes, pay no mind to the furnace
I done took you on Rodeo, better make me think you earned it
Or we could bring it back and return it
Shawty sucking on my dick, like she nursing
I won't tell her stop, if my toes start curling
Make her tongue start feeling like it's surfing
Get the "spits", then it's back to the serving
I've been Workin
Can't answer no text, if it ain't about a check
I've been Workin
Baggy red eyes, I don't ever get rest
I've been Workin
Trying to move the fam out the hood, get away from the stress
I've been Workin
Get a load, drop it off, then it's on to the next
Come through, let me show you where the work is
All these hoes trying to show me, what their worth is
Fascinated with the "nine" and the "stove" and the "percus"
"Big-eyed" asking "How you work this?
Shawty, that's grown man shit
If I say I'm trying to fuck, that's the plan, that's it
But I know it's pay to play, I rubber band my shit
This ain't no "Game-Boy", I know that I advance my shit
I keep an SD, just in case my man's get hit
I keep a side piece, if my shawty act a bitch
They can't arrest me, 'cause the family do not snitch
Don't test me, 'cause I'm quick to flip the switch
All those diamonds on your neck, glass shit, worthless
Diamonds on my neck, flawless, like perfect
Rappers talk about some shit they rented, make a purchase
If it don't bring me money, it don't serve no purpose
I've been Workin
Can't answer no text, if it ain't about a check
I've been Workin
Baggy red eyes, I don't ever get rest
I've been Workin
Trying to move the fam out the hood, get away from the stress
I've been Workin
Get a load, drop it off, then it's on to the next
Can't answer no text, if it ain't about a check
I've been Workin
Baggy red eyes, I don't ever get rest
I've been Workin
Trying to move the fam out the hood, get away from the stress
I've been Workin
Get a load, drop it off, then it's on to the next
I've been Workin
Yapping to the yuppies, slinging to the "custies"
I've been servin'
I've been swervin'
In and out of traffic, bands hanging out the Berkin
Bad bitch with her top off, and she twerking
She looking innocent on the surface
Soon as we get alone, she ask can she be of service
I say open up your legs, move your panties, let me "perv" it
Now let me get up in your cervix
The "nine" fell out
And it got her lookin' nervous
Baby close your eyes, pay no mind to the furnace
I done took you on Rodeo, better make me think you earned it
Or we could bring it back and return it
Shawty sucking on my dick, like she nursing
I won't tell her stop, if my toes start curling
Make her tongue start feeling like it's surfing
Get the "spits", then it's back to the serving
I've been Workin
Can't answer no text, if it ain't about a check
I've been Workin
Baggy red eyes, I don't ever get rest
I've been Workin
Trying to move the fam out the hood, get away from the stress
I've been Workin
Get a load, drop it off, then it's on to the next
Come through, let me show you where the work is
All these hoes trying to show me, what their worth is
Fascinated with the "nine" and the "stove" and the "percus"
"Big-eyed" asking "How you work this?
Shawty, that's grown man shit
If I say I'm trying to fuck, that's the plan, that's it
But I know it's pay to play, I rubber band my shit
This ain't no "Game-Boy", I know that I advance my shit
I keep an SD, just in case my man's get hit
I keep a side piece, if my shawty act a bitch
They can't arrest me, 'cause the family do not snitch
Don't test me, 'cause I'm quick to flip the switch
All those diamonds on your neck, glass shit, worthless
Diamonds on my neck, flawless, like perfect
Rappers talk about some shit they rented, make a purchase
If it don't bring me money, it don't serve no purpose
I've been Workin
Can't answer no text, if it ain't about a check
I've been Workin
Baggy red eyes, I don't ever get rest
I've been Workin
Trying to move the fam out the hood, get away from the stress
I've been Workin
Get a load, drop it off, then it's on to the next
Credits
Writer(s): Sig Slimm
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