I'm Workin E

Narn the Truth. Ayy, bitch, I'm workin'. Now have that pasta cooked what a real nigga Done. Ho, bitch, I'm workin'. I got my money up and bought twenty more Guns. Ayy, bitch, I'm workin'. Realest nigga in the game, let me show you How it's done. Ayy, bitch, I'm workin'. Ayy, you niggas ain't trappin', nigga you livin' With your mom. I tried to make a fuckin' Song for the radio. That's when I realized I'm a real trap nigga. I swear that choppa knock a nigga off his Patio. Meet me at Trader Joe's, Thirty for a whole chicken. I got these hoes astonished, all these yellow Diamonds. Choppas like a shotta, niggas try to rob It, catch a nut body. Larry, do you trap? I don't know, probably. Beat you out of pocket. Are you off a molly? Super duper trappin', Rollie Cost a Caddy. Askin' all these questions, "Larry, Are you mobbin'?" Niggas got a problem, all my Niggas slidin'. When I'm out in Houston, gotta keep The rocket down. I just hit a fuckin' pot, Ho. Ayy, scrape down my fuckin' OG Opp toe. You hear that beepin', that's the money counter. I'm on a mission, I been movin' faster. Through all the pain, nigga never panic. Two-hundred thousand, kept it in the attic. Ayy, bitch, I'm workin'. Now have that pasta cooked what a real nigga Done. Ho, bitch, I'm workin'. I got my money up and bought twenty more Guns. Ayy, bitch, I'm workin'. Realest nigga in the game, let me show you How it's done. Ayy, bitch, I'm workin'. Ayy, you niggas ain't trappin', nigga you livin' With your mom. Ayy, lately I been on some Other shit, I need a million bands. Catch a nigga slippin',.45 hit a nigga legs. Lately I been spazzin', I done ran through 'bout Fifty bands. Now it's time to re-up, Hit my plug, I need 'bout fifty bags. I pray to God I never have to trap Again, the block hot. Two weeks ago, the feds ran in my nigga Spot. You probably never comprehend the shit a nigga Rappin' 'bout. Bend the corner mob if I see The fuckin' white Ghost. Damn it, I been fuckin' ballin' daily. My conversation paper, diggin' baby. Before I hit, she sign the application. I got bitches all fuckin' races. Water whippin' like a lifeguard. Punk bitch, I got no patience. These rap niggas all swag taken. I'm buyin' new whips, new registration. Ayy, bitch, I'm workin'. Now have that pasta cooked what a real nigga Done. Ho, bitch, I'm workin'. I got my money up and bought twenty more Guns. Ayy, bitch, I'm workin'. Realest nigga in the game, let me show you How it's done. Ayy, bitch, I'm workin'. Ayy, you niggas ain't trappin', nigga you livin' With your mom, uh.