Got that tip from [?] and you got them pies All my niggas Gucci, so they down to ride Left my mask at home, we don't do disguise Got a four fif' on my side in case they wanna try Pull up, skrt (woah) Grippin' the stick when I turn (yeah) Smokin', I'm calmin' my nerves Kickin' the door and I'm goin' in first Family see me, they goin' berserk Like give me the bag and nobody get hurt
Gimme that work, hey (woo) Gi-gi-gimme that work Gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work, hey (woo) Gi-gi-gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work, hey Gimme that work
Trust now, you know I'm up now She see me with a bag, she wanna fuck now They see me with a Aud', they wanna know how Rollin' off a addy, I can't slow down (uh, uh, uh, woo)
I robbed your bitch for the night, I might just give her the pipe I might just- I might just dip in it twice, I might just speak of a spice (yeah, yeah) She did it back to the kitchen, whippin' and cheffin' that white (whip it, whip) Told her to pass me the scale, answer the phone
And gimme that work, hey (woo) Gi-gi-gimme that work Gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work, hey (woo) Gi-gi-gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work, hey
Gimme that work, hey (woo, woo) Gi-gi-gimme that work Gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work, hey (woo) Gi-gi-gimme that work, nuh Fuck with my money, somebody get murked Gimme that work
Gimme that work, hey (woo) Gi-gi-gimme that work Gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work, hey (woo) Gi-gi-gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work, hey
Gimme that work, hey Gimme that work Gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work, hey Gi-gi-gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work Gimme that work
Trust now, you know I'm up now She see me with a bag, she wanna fuck now They see me with a Aud', they wanna know how Rollin' off a addy, I can't slow down
I'm 'bout the fuckin' bags, my nigga The two bits that made it true, my nigga Now I'm flyin' private jets with the crew, my nigga Where the fuck where you when the judge gave me 13 years, 9 months? Where the fuck were you? When my pops was in the court room in shock Where were you when I was down below? Yo, I got convicted of somethin' I ain't even fuckin' do, my nigga Fuck, man We don't do the long talkin', ayy? We just get straight to the barkin' It's a OVO tingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
