I've been putting in work
Now me and the gang outside
Trapping in Turks
Living this life of sin
You need me, just say the word
I'll be pulling up right outside
We'll be pulling up right outside outside
We pull up outside Hopping in the wheel tires
Squeal when we ride outside Outside
If I'm not in the studio Making this song
Then you might find me out outside
Thinking of the future but stuck in the past
Sipping drink out the flask
I don't tell nobody when they ask
Doing triple digits I might crash
Itching for this money got a rash
Eye on the ball call me Rashford
Feeling drained like I lack blood
My bro making beats on the Macbook
Making heat on the Macbook
She giving me the mad look
Cos all I do is cook
(I'm sorry baby I've been putting in work)
Making heat up on the Macbook
She giving me the mad look
Cos all I do is cook
I've been putting in work
Now me and the gang outside
Trapping in Turks
Living this life of sin
You need me, just say the word
I'll be pulling up right outside
We'll be pulling up right outside outside
We pull up outside Hopping in the wheel tires
Squeal when we ride outside Outside
If I'm not in the studio Making this song
Then you might find me out outside
Outside
All the way in Turks
All the way in Turks