Lyrics

I'm like work work work We gotta keep it going She wanna twerk twerk twerk Jus to trinna make some We Throwin hunnids ina club We these ones thats Known to make it rain No you cannot sit with us Cause we go up each and every way We aint come up off section 8 But it feel like it Gotta watch who you trust That's how me and bro got indicted They trying flex a couple thou I spent moe thousands on my outfit Told my mama that I got us It aint no otha option Two twenty ona dash Got me speeding off Gave them bands to bro lawyer So he could beat em all Ina studio with the vibes but I'm leaning out Casamigos and a wood I bet she eat her out I'm married to the streets I need a Wedding ring Niggas think they on my level they Dont compare to me We know the truth about this shit I'm What you want to be I was down up on my ass I'm on to Better things Start throwing dirt up on my name Like what got into you Two fifty in the bag and it was all in blues Trying to cap up on my name But we Know the truth took you as a joke You Said I'm broke than I got in-tuned I was running up the bands it wasn't no Stopping me Ian gone rap beef with a Nigga I'm the prodigy We the real mud Brothers We came from poverty want To introduce me to yo friends You do It properly Work work work We gotta keep it going She wanna twerk twerk twerk Jus to trinna make some We Throwin hunnids ina club We these ones thats Known to make it rain No you cannot sit with us Cause we go up each and every way We aint come up off section 8 But it feel like it Gotta watch who you trust That's how me and bro got indicted They trying flex a couple thou I spent moe thousands on my outfit Told my mama that I got us It aint no otha option
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