Working On Excellence WOE Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Mixing that lean make me feel like a chemist
The panties still fall like confetti
Her waist, it stay thin like spaghetti
She fuck with the boy but I do not have fetti
The bottles are burning a hole in my pocket and burning a hole in my chest
If I'm honest, I know I been working but boy is not ready for what's coming next
Mixing that lean make me feel like a chemist
The panties still fall like confetti
Her waist, it stay thin like spaghetti
She fuck with the boy but I do not have fetti
The bottles are burning a hole in my pocket and burning a hole in my chest
If I'm honest, I know I been working but boy is not ready for what's coming next
Just hit me whenever you ready
We finna make plans for the fetti
I show up I need you to pay me
I got hella brains and they come from Olady
Just hit me whenever you ready
We finna make plans for the fetti
I show up I need you to pay me
I got hella brains and they come from Olady
Black and I'm skilled
Already have picked me a hill
Don't need you to save me
Need a Hilux not a 'cedes
This life is always whatever you make it
I don't want to see her naked
I just wanna see her make it
So I tell her you get you your chance
You better make sure that you ready to take it
I'm sick of it, boy I been waiting
I might have just ran out of patience
My wallet been drier than raisins
Im not ashamed so woeski I say it is
So how's about that new Mercedes
Floral shirt, fresher than daisies
Smelling like mud cos I still go hard
Whenever, whatever the case is
Mixing that lean make me feel like a chemist
The panties still fall like confetti
Her waist, it stay thin like spaghetti
She fuck with the boy but I do not have fetti
The bottles are burning a hole in my pocket and burning a hole in my chest
If I'm honest, I know I been working but boy is not ready for what's coming next
Mixing that lean make me feel like a chemist
The panties still fall like confetti
Her waist, it stay thin like spaghetti
She fuck with the boy but I do not have fetti
The bottles are burning a hole in my pocket and burning a hole in my chest
If I'm honest, I know I been working but boy is not ready for what's coming next
Just hit me whenever you ready
We finna make plans for the fetti
I show up I need you to pay me
I got hella brains and they come from Olady
Just hit me whenever you ready
We finna make plans for the fetti
I show up I need you to pay me
I got hella brains and they come from Olady
Got a bottle purple, mix it in the soda
Took a nap in kasi, woke in Minnesota
I ain't Chief Keef, I hate being sober
I might collapse the colon when I'm on the Salter
Never moving solo, fuck free loaders
They ain't about it and it's fucking it's obvious
They don't need to know us
We still finna treat em lame niggas like they fucking owe us
Getting bodies need to meet the quota
Expandable, homie a place holder
Discover the corpses, no Land Rover
Got hit with the heat and it wasn't solar
Please sit on the fence if you weak
He got hit with the heat and was sick for some weeks
So he stared at the ceiling a bit
Sometimes he got stiff, just check if he breathing and shit
Mixing that lean make me feel like a chemist
The panties still fall like confetti
Her waist, it stay thin like spaghetti
She fuck with the boy but I do not have fetti
The bottles are burning a hole in my pocket and burning a hole in my chest
If I'm honest, I know I been working but boy is not ready for what's coming next