| I got the work on my wrist, I got the work on my shit
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| I got the work on my bitch, how I’m still working, I’m rich
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| Nigga you know that I’m working
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| Nigga you know my bitch twerking
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| Nigga you know I ain’t hurting
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| I got to get it for certain
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| I got the work on my wrist, I got the work on my shit
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| I got the work on my bitch, you know that I’m working, I’m rich
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| Nigga you know I ain’t hurting
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| Nigga you know that I’m working
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| Nigga you know my bitch twerking
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| I got to get it for certain
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| You keep them bowls of the regular
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| I got them bowls on the regular
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| My blunts deformed, irregular
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| My plug be calling my cellular
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| Nigga I get it, I get it
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| I multiply, stacking my digits
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| You coming up short like a midget
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| I’m throwing the pack like a Frisbee
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| You say that you getting some money
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| We know that you live with your mommy
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| We get this shit in, we break this shit down
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| You see this shit red like a mummy
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| You know I be running the trap
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| These niggas just running some laps
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| I weigh the dope up, I roll this shit up
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| I smoke this shit ‘til I collapse
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| Memphis got nothing but shooters
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| Travelling like I’m a hooper
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| One day in Memphis, the next day Atlanta
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| They like the way I maneuver
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| This shit I’m smoking is potent
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| You catch me, I’m pouring my potion
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| I’m all on your girl like lotion
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| She see my network, she know that I’m social
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| These niggas be looking so pitiful
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| I’m dropping the bowls on the digital
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| I’m killing this shit, I’m killing this shit
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| Man all I need is my cereal
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| No limit with it, stay
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| I hope in the Bentley, stay Audi
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| I’m sipping that lean, I’m smoking that kush
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| Shit knock me out like Ronda Rousey
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| I got the work on my wrist, I got the work on my shit
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| I got the work on my bitch, how I’m still working, I’m rich
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| Nigga you know that I’m working
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| Nigga you know my bitch twerking
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| Nigga you know I ain’t hurting
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| I got to get it for certain
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| I got the work on my wrist, I got the work on my shit
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| I got the work on my bitch, you know that I’m working, I’m rich
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| Nigga you know I ain’t hurting
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| Nigga you know that I’m working
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| Nigga you know my bitch twerking
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| I got to get it for certain
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| Me and my niggas the wildest
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| The shit you smoking the mildest
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| I’m dripping this flavor, they biting the swag
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| Nigga you might need a stylist
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| Every day know I be on
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| That pistol be popping like corn
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| It wake you up like an alarm
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| Your girl text me «hi» like a form
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| I went and put ice on my charm
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| I send the bomb just like Saddam
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| Memphis the new Vietnam
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| You get wet up in the storm
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| I got to be with that work
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| That bitch keep the shit up her skirt
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| I take a look and she smirk
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| She stack it up just like a clerk
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| Tell the plug send in ten packs
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| Make all the money then send it right back
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| I don’t know how to act with these racks
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| Tell the plug go head and find me some Act
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| High as the trap out the roller
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| Pushing them babies, no strollers
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| In my hand, no remote controller
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| Sick with this shit, got ebola
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| My shoes straight out of the factory
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| My diamonds it’s looking like Daiquiri
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| I pull up in Porsches and Benzes
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| Diamonds got your ho so attention me
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| Nigga I’m working, i’m working
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| I got to get it for certain
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| The Maybach come with no curtains
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| This money I’m getting disturbing
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| I got the work on my wrist, I got the work on my shit
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| I got the work on my bitch, how I’m still working, I’m rich
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| Nigga you know that I’m working
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| Nigga you know my bitch twerking
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| Nigga you know I ain’t hurting
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| I got to get it for certain
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| I got the work on my wrist, I got the work on my shit
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| I got the work on my bitch, you know that I’m working, I’m rich
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| Nigga you know I ain’t hurting
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| Nigga you know that I’m working
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| Nigga you know my bitch twerking
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| Nigga you know I ain’t hurting
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| I got to get it for certain |