Work For This Lyrics by BAK Jay
She play her part, I might buy her a bag, she play her part, I might buy her a bag (D.A. got that ***!)
She play her part, I might buy her a bag, she play her part, I might buy her a bag
Two cups for real, full of lean, *** ’round, throw a Perc’ in it
She play her part, I might buy her a bag
Tryna get off these pills, they be whoopin’ my ass
Hate me a *** that wanna talk *** but be broke than a ***, can’t show me a band
It be so many hoes when I land, don’t know her name but I know that her head good
Dead man on it, this blunt be the best ‘Wood
I get to twitchin’, start shootin’ at y’all
***’ on her but her lil’ bro a fan, take a pic after just puttin’ *** in her jaw
*** that I got on expensive, I just spent a twenty ball
*** crazy, me and bro was just hoppin’ out cars
[?] fell in love with them bars
She ain’t ***’ on him, wanna *** on a star
‘Til the *** done good, she wasn’t here from the start
Ho wan’ chill, smoke my ***, tell her she gotta work for this
Two cups for real, full of lean, *** ’round, throw a Perc’ in it
(Ho wan’ chill, smoke my ***, tell her she gotta work for this)
Two cups for real, full of lean, *** ’round, throw a Perc’ in it
Kid be fresh with the paper, ain’t addin’ up
*** wan’ ***, ain’t had enough
Twenty-two thousand just to fix a button
In the car, move on, gon’ switch it up
I know it’s gon’ fix my problems
Fixin’ issues with this bottle
Louis V from top to bottom
I don’t got ***, can’t give you a dollar
Live it all the way up, might not be here tomorrow
She goin’, I *** your favorite model
I’m blowin’, yeah, this my favorite chopper
Broke as hell, never go back again
Ho wan’ chill, smoke my ***, tell her she gotta work for this
Two cups for real, full of lean, *** ’round, throw a Perc’ in it
(Ho wan’ chill, smoke my ***, tell her she gotta work for this)
Two cups for real, full of lean, *** ’round, throw a Perc’ in it
She play her part, I might buy her a bag
Tryna get off these pills, they be whoopin’ my ass
Hate me a *** that wanna talk *** but be broke than a ***, can’t show me a band
It be so many hoes when I land, don’t know her name but I know that her head good
Dead man on it, this blunt be the best ‘Wood
I get to twitchin’, start shootin’ at y’all
(Ho wan’ chill, smoke my ***, tell her she gotta work for this)
Two cups for real, full of lean, *** ’round, throw a Perc’ in it
(Ho wan’ chill, smoke my ***, tell her she gotta work for this)
Two cups for real, full of lean, *** ’round, throw a Perc’ in it
Huh, my ***, uh, Perc’ in it
*** ’round, throw a Perc’ in it, *** ’round, throw a Perc’ in it
Uh, uh, Perc’ in it, *** ’round, throw a Perc’ in it
*** ’round, throw a Perc’ in it, uh, uh, Perc’ in it
