Work ft. Trillin Trell Lyrics

(Yeah yuhhh)

(Yeah yuh)

(Yeah yuhhh)

They wanna fuck with a G

Yeah yuhhh

Mmm

Mmm

Mmm

(Aye)

Mixing the wok in my cup

(Yeah yuhhh)

Mixing the work in my cup

Bitches too drunk to give a fuck

Bitch I'm geeked off the drugs

Work working that bitch when you know I push up

Shooting first nigga you better go duck

(Chopper go boom)

Better go duck and run

Too,Too many vibes all in the coupe

How you get money but you still broke

Nigga be talking that nigga a joke

How he a shooter, he don't want the smoke

I'll bury that nigga, that nigga a ghost

BITCH

Pull up with the yops and the drakes

Vvs diamonds bussin out the face

(Lame ahh nigga)

Ayy ayy woah

Can't give a fuck bout lames hoes

Feel like thugger bitch I'm slimy as hell

(Slime)

He want static so I'm giving him shells

Get to the money, fuck your bitch repeat

She on some wild shit, she wanna suck feet

Woah

Me, me and my niggas on go

Working that bitch and you know ima go

You say you got gas you know ima blow

Hitting that Za keep it on the low

(Go)

(Yuhhh)

(Yuh)

(Yuh)

(Aye)

(Aye yuh)

(Aye yuh yuh)

My, my gang put in work

(My gang put in work)

We put a nigga inside of the dirt

I leave that lil bitch feelings hurt

When I fuck her baby we put in work

Remember these days running streets like a clurge

If he talk down get shot in his shirt

(Yuhhh)

Aye

I don't know what you think

(Know what she thinks)

But when shawty gon fall of the drink

Just got some amiris, spend racks on some jeans

Feel like koala I'm smoking on trees

(Yuhhh)

Too many vibes in the coupe ouuu

Sha, shawty say she wanna come through

I'm not a crip but I got the blues

We keep them them sticks just like bamboo

Off of the lean I'm feeling taboo

Smoke pound exotics, she smelling the fume

This glock like a speaker this bitch got a boom

Read through the lines this is not Doctor Seuss

Rub on my body I call her masseuse

(Yuh yuh)

(Ouuu)

(Ouuu)