How about the suicide with the ooze
We workin', we ain't chillin' You bitch niggas ain't spinnin
I thought it was hard, that bitch nigga snitchin' I had to pull it, my finger was itchin
Grown-ass nigga, he whinin' and bitchin' Scary-ass nigga, why you flinchin'
Cool off you bitches just like I'm a fan Hop out with switches, I'm bustin' that FN
I'm chillin' with gang, what the f*ck is a clan
You said that's your bitch and she look like a man
Play with me, bitch, and I empty the clip Try to run away, I'll hit you in the hip
I'll pop you on the top, I'll make you do a flip
Better not say nothin', close your lips Open his head like a bag of chips
I'm a young nigga with a million-dollar mind Unleashin' my vision, no limit confined
Respect me, bitch, and respect my grind Up and out, I ain't wastin' no time
Workin' right now, just waitin' to shine Once I'm at the top, the game is mine
Count with JT, wearin' like a ski Play with me, then get put on the T
Reach for my chain to get hit with the heat Lyrics so fire, I lit up the beat
I put a tag on that nigga's feet My bad, I meant this, toe
No nigga play me like I'm a ho Just like 12, I'll kick down your door
I'm gettin' this money, but I want some more Stupid-ass nigga, he taggin' his Lo
Smart nigga, so invest Put in this work, I'm tryna be the best
Work, work, work, what the f*ck is rest? Strive for the top, never settle for less
I don't wanna be good, I wanna be great If I'm eatin', my bruddas gotta plate
It's 3 AM, and I'm up workin' late
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How about the suicide with the ooze
We workin', we ain't chillin' You bitch niggas ain't spinnin
I thought it was hard, that bitch nigga snitchin' I had to pull it, my finger was itchin
Grown-ass nigga, he whinin' and bitchin' Scary-ass nigga, why you flinchin'
Cool off you bitches just like I'm a fan Hop out with switches, I'm bustin' that FN
I'm chillin' with gang, what the f*ck is a clan
You said that's your bitch and she look like a man
Play with me, bitch, and I empty the clip Try to run away, I'll hit you in the hip
I'll pop you on the top, I'll make you do a flip
Better not say nothin', close your lips Open his head like a bag of chips
I'm a young nigga with a million-dollar mind Unleashin' my vision, no limit confined
Respect me, bitch, and respect my grind Up and out, I ain't wastin' no time
Workin' right now, just waitin' to shine Once I'm at the top, the game is mine
Count with JT, wearin' like a ski Play with me, then get put on the T
Reach for my chain to get hit with the heat Lyrics so fire, I lit up the beat
I put a tag on that nigga's feet My bad, I meant this, toe
No nigga play me like I'm a ho Just like 12, I'll kick down your door
I'm gettin' this money, but I want some more Stupid-ass nigga, he taggin' his Lo
Smart nigga, so invest Put in this work, I'm tryna be the best
Work, work, work, what the f*ck is rest? Strive for the top, never settle for less
I don't wanna be good, I wanna be great If I'm eatin', my bruddas gotta plate
It's 3 AM, and I'm up workin' late
We workin', we ain't chillin' You bitch niggas ain't spinnin
I thought it was hard, that bitch nigga snitchin' I had to pull it, my finger was itchin
Grown-ass nigga, he whinin' and bitchin' Scary-ass nigga, why you flinchin'
Cool off you bitches just like I'm a fan Hop out with switches, I'm bustin' that FN
I'm chillin' with gang, what the f*ck is a clan
You said that's your bitch and she look like a man
Play with me, bitch, and I empty the clip Try to run away, I'll hit you in the hip
I'll pop you on the top, I'll make you do a flip
Better not say nothin', close your lips Open his head like a bag of chips
I'm a young nigga with a million-dollar mind Unleashin' my vision, no limit confined
Respect me, bitch, and respect my grind Up and out, I ain't wastin' no time
Workin' right now, just waitin' to shine Once I'm at the top, the game is mine
Count with JT, wearin' like a ski Play with me, then get put on the T
Reach for my chain to get hit with the heat Lyrics so fire, I lit up the beat
I put a tag on that nigga's feet My bad, I meant this, toe
No nigga play me like I'm a ho Just like 12, I'll kick down your door
I'm gettin' this money, but I want some more Stupid-ass nigga, he taggin' his Lo
Smart nigga, so invest Put in this work, I'm tryna be the best
Work, work, work, what the f*ck is rest? Strive for the top, never settle for less
I don't wanna be good, I wanna be great If I'm eatin', my bruddas gotta plate
It's 3 AM, and I'm up workin' late
Writer: Tavie Jacques
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