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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kblast
Performer
Mighty Bay
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kblast
Composer
Mighty Bay
Composer
Lyrics
Mighty just be killing it
Hold on, this shit my jam (Work)
I might just smoke me a gram (Damn)
Hop on the beat and go ham (Ham)
I am a goat, not a lamb (Go to work)
My drip the drip to the ground (Ground)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Town)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Town)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Go to work)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Go to work)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Go to work)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Damn)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Go to work)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Go to work)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Go to work)
I'm on, I'm on the side of yo' town (Damn)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Town)
Got a bad bitch shake that ass all around (All around)
Don't like sippin' clear so I'm sippin' on brown (Henny)
Niggas chasin' hoes 'cause they it like clown
Damn, smell like a pound (Pound)
Had to beat a nigga' ass, stomp him to the ground (Stomp)
I ain't even know it, but I seen her on the 'Gram (I seen her)
Linked up with her then I gave her ass the ham (Go to work)
Like, damn, I would never be on the bleachers (Bleachers)
I was at school fucking with the new teachers (New teachers)
I was gon' steal from yo' girl, that's a leecher (A leecher)
Niggas be hittin' me up for a feature (Feature)
Damn, hop in the booth, go ham (Ugh)
Feelin' like number nine, finna go ram (Ugh)
She said, "Can I eat you?" I said, "Yes ma'am" (Yes ma'am)
Feeling like Martin, kick her out like Pam
Damn (Damn), do it like that
Damn, Blast, why you do it like that?
Damn, Blast, why you do it like that?
Damn, man, why you do it like that?
Damn (Work, work, work)
Damn, Blast, why you do it like that? (Go to work)
Damn, Blast, why you do it like that? (Go to work)
Damn, Blast, why you do it like that?
(Go to work, go to work, go to work, go to work)
Oh, so y'all thought this shit was over?
I'm on the side of yo' town (Lit)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Damn)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Lit)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Goddamn)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Damn)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Damn)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Damn)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Go to work)
Man, hype 'em up
What? (What?)
Hype 'em up (Go)
Ayy, I need my space like jam (Jam)
Ayy, make her pose up for the cam (Like cam)
No layups, I'm going for the slam
Most likely she hit my phone up like scam (Whew, that's ya girl)
And she peanut butter thick so I gave her the jam (Splatty)
Flintstones, finna hit her with the bam (Ayy)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Town)
Up against the opps, man, shit going down (It's going down)
I can't take a L, bitch, I need my crown (Hold it up)
When they see the gang, man, they better back down (Back down)
(What? Whew)
Hit her with the flex (Flex)
Got a new girl, couldn't hold up with my ex (I'm finna flex)
You be going hard, man, I ain't even break a sweat
Boy-boy-boys chasin' hoes, man,
That shit upset (Goddamn, that shit sad)
Flex on 'em (Man, why you do it like that?)
Flex on 'em (Mighty, why you do it like that?)
Yeah, what, flex on 'em (Why you do it like that?)
Shit, flex on 'em (Why you do it like that?)
(Mighty, why you do it like that?)
Tell 'em (Why you do it like that?)
Teach 'em how to flex
(What, huh?)
(Mighty, why you do it like that?)
(Why you do that?)
(Mighty, why you do it like that?)
(Why you do that?)
(Mighty, why you do it like that?)
(Flex on 'em, flex on 'em, flex on 'em, flex on 'em)
Blast, where we at?
I'm on the side of yo' town (Lit)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Damn)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Lit)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Goddamn)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Damn)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Yah, yah)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Yah, yah)
I'm on the side of yo' town (Yah)
Go to work, go to work, go to work, go to work
Go to work, go to work, go to work, go to work
Writer(s): J'kolbe Bryant Davis-payne, Kha'il Batist
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