WORK OUT Lyrics

I don't think it's gon' work out, I don't know

All the diamonds in my mouth, and it's white gold

Ice pack where my heart at and I'm feelin' cold

Ice packs where my neck at now collar cold

Lookin' at my closet, it's all kinda clothes

I got me some cars that I would never drove

Got buss downs on my dick, but I ain't touchin' those

And I got a bad bitch, I'ma make her touch her toes

Rolex, Daytona, and it's two-tone

She ain't talkin' to me right, I know somethin' wrong

Don't ask about my feelings, I wrote it in this song

Swear to God I hate niggas I feel like Jim Crow

I'm might step out in Margiela Toes

I'ma sing from my soul

I don't think it's gon' work out, I don't know

All the diamonds in my mouth, and it's white gold

Ice pack where my heart at and I'm feelin' cold

Ice packs where my neck at now collar cold

Lookin' at my closet, it's all kinda clothes

I got me some cars that I would never drove

Got buss downs on my dick, but I ain't touchin' those