ain't gone work

all i know

know

know

know

i know you hit everything

we won't fi go broke

ak 47 hanging off my trench coat

they been tryina rob us

no

no

no

ain't gone work today

i swear to god

ain't gone work today

you play

you gonna end up on our check today

i'm a treat you like a wreck and i'm a chase it baby

i'm a taste it

not again

the chris thugging

mister done done

ah

2 gun game but i brought one gun

ah

see my fun got fuzz

and my one throw ones

all my shooters got shooters

i'm the shit that come

damn

i got that line for thought

i got all kinds of plugs

i'm on my kind of drugs

i need molly please

need molly please

i'm in love with her

not drink wierdo

i drink muddy stone

that act the viss

no robo tuts

don't know what car to drive

so i rode the bus

the one i tour in

no promote for us

i'm in haitis

patiently rollin up

all i know

know

know

know

i know you hit everything

we won't fi go broke

ak 47 hanging off my trench coat

they been tryina rob us

no

no

no

ain't gone work today

i swear to god

ain't gone work today

you play

you gonna end up on our check today

i'm a treat you like a wreck and i'm a chase it baby

i'm a taste it

we gonn turn up the beat

24 for a chicken

ounce of the gat

15 ounces of midget

i'll go treat em intriguing

zero busts for a body

hunneds racks for the mase

hunned bags in the lobby

mpa body count

no chiko but they stunt

old racks on me today

good like old food stamps

run the lights on that stove

all i need is a lamp

if they ever start trippin

put this shit to an ounce

i got so many drugs

it could last all year

just cause i blew here don't mean i ain't grew here

been on this shit so long it's my career

i hit the club and make it rain

no dear

all i know

know

know

know

i know you hit everything

we won't fi go broke

ak 47 hanging off my trench coat

they been tryina rob us

no

no

no

ain't gone work today

i swear to god

ain't gone work today

you play

you gonna end up on our check today

i'm a treat you like a wreck and i'm a chase it baby

i'm a taste it

run

run

run

icecream man like i done cook it all

ground on the white split that oreon

you already know

it's for the low

i'm at the low

she a shawty lo

30 for a hoe like how the t shirt

try and rob me on the t shirt

white cho

yellow line

shawty in the streets like the yellow line

posted on the block like stop signs

fake ass rappers need to stop lying

fake ass rappers need to stop crying

king the bay kid

yeah i won't stop

all i know

know

know

know

i know you hit everything

we won't fi go broke

ak 47 hanging off my trench coat

they been tryina rob us

no

no

no

ain't gone work today

i swear to god

ain't gone work today

you play

you gonna end up on our check today

i'm a treat you like a wreck and i'm a chase it baby

i'm a taste it

run

run

run.