WORK Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2016
Lyrics
Coke and Remy the mixtape, see the difference between me and you, I live for this shit
Mr. Coke and Remy motherfucker, you know the game, I love this shit
No extra nigga, stand the fuck up, voice to the streets nigga, you hear me
Nike down to the socks, like I'm fucking sponsored, got your bitch head in my polo boxes
But really though, I'm a pimp though, and I blow hoes just like Cheerios
And your girl on my dick and she said I bang like an old school fucking studio
Put in work, smoking on that color, talk tough and you will get murked
All this money came from work
She at my crib, that girl gonna take her top off
Nigga, I do this shit for all my dawgs
Who in the cage, my blood blaze, your girl and me
Pussy so good that a nigga gotta hit her sideways
Look, I'm hot like Friday, on Friday when it's Friday
I turn the whole set to a motherfucking crime scene, like Friday the 13th
Masked motherfucker who murder shit
Tag on broke, I never heard of it
Pull up on the set, smoke a purple shit
Money over bitches, nigga fuck a hitter, you know I grind like a skater
All up on my paper, my bread game major, you know I don't do no favors
Mama don't listen to my music and she said that I cuss like a motherfucking sailor
Bang gang in this bitch, take in nowhere for now, we later
If love is city shit, then I'm on the elevator
Why you tripping, why you bitch, you roll a blunt, get your mind elevated
Niggas fucked up, under 21, in a club, niggas hella faded
Living every night like a celebration
My niggas pop pills like medication
My new girl so cold, make my last girl a basic
Niggas act dumb like Cole, get the dumb gun
It's topped up like Top Gun
In her mouth, motherfucker, like chewing gum
That's 10T, no tooth decay, no Xbox, I got 2K
In the game, motherfucker, like EA
And I ball like each and every day, right
Nigga, who the fuck you talking to
This OG tat, I'll walk to your crib and, nigga, put them paws on you
Pull up in that coupe like skrrt, nigga
I'm off that Coke and Remy, nigga
I don't give a fuck who you is or where you from, nigga
And that's Coca-Cola
Pay attention
I'm with everybody that do fuck with me, nigga
Switch
Mr. Brooks
Shout out to my man, Quasar
Voice of the streets, nigga, you hear it