Work

[Intro] Band— Let the band play [Pre-Chorus] Wake up, no pancakes, just syrup Ten toes down, yeah, stay on alert I get it in like the first and the third This shit I got on, it came out the dirt All of this money, I feel like I'm cursed I lost my dawg, every day this shit hurt I lost my dawg, every day this shit hurt His voice in my head keep on tellin’ me "Work" [Chorus] Yeah, I work, work, work my ass off Can't worry 'bout these bitches at all I work, work, work my ass off I ain’t trustin' none of these niggas at all [Post-Chorus] I ran that bag up, fuck nigga, back off Still tryna take all my opps head off Still killin' this shit, my bad, y'all Diamonds on me, bitin' Glock, you a bad dog Yeah, I ran that bag up, fuck nigga, back off Still tryna take all my opps head off Still killin' these niggas, my bad, y'all Diamonds on me, bitin' Glock, you a bad dog [Verse] Hellcat Durango, no Trackhawk Hit thе gas, you can hear when I smash out Yeah, Glizock that nigga, hands down Yеah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Tryna blow this lil’ bitch back out, yeah I been in the cut, now I’m back out, yeah I been in the cut, but I'm back now, uh Nigga, I still bring them racks out, yeah Nigga, I still got racks comin’ in Nigga, I still bring them plaques out, yeah Don't judge me, bitch, that's how I is [Interlude] Nah, for real, hold on, excuse my French I'm in uh, France right now I’m— yeah [Pre-Chorus] Wake up, no pancakes, just syrup Ten toes down, yeah, stay on alert I get it in like the first and the third This shit I got on, it came out the dirt All of this money, I feel like I'm cursed I lost my dawg, every day this shit hurt I lost my dawg, every day this shit hurt His voice in my head keep on tellin' me "Work" [Chorus] Yeah, I work, work, work my ass off Can't worry 'bout these bitches at all I work, work, work my ass off I ain't trustin' none of these niggas at all I work, work, work my ass off Can't worry 'bout these bitches at all I work, work, work my ass off I ain't trustin' none of these niggas at all [Post-Chorus] I ran that bag up, fuck nigga, back off Still tryna take all my opps head off Still killin' this shit, my bad, y'all Diamonds on me, bitin' Glock, you a bad dog [Outro] Grr