[Chorus]
The way that I dress absurd
Five hunnit my t-shirt
That's what I wear to work
I whip the work and I serve
Hit the lick and I swerve
Two eyes on the back for sure
Ain't cuffin' dat bitch, no sir
Brr brr, my cell phone chirp
It's time for you to learn
I'm gonna take my turn
I no cap, I earn
I smoke pack I burn
Every day sell three birds
Then I put the profits to work
Don't say another word
Your SI2's are way too blurred

[Verse 1]
I just stayed up another night
Workin' the recipe gettin' it right
Run all the cash under UV lights
Wrap it and stash it and label it right
Get back to the work I gotta push
I can still work while I'm smokin' on Kush
Take a booty break do work on a toosh
Count up the paper like I'm flipping through a book
Buy low sell high, that's a flip
Complain and whine you a bitch
Champagne and wine that's my shit
Why oh YSL am I so stylish?
Why oh, why am I so right for this?
Why don't I just go cop another whip?
[Chorus]
The way that I dress absurd
Five hunnit my t-shirt
That's what I wear to work
I whip the work and I serve
Hit the lick and I swerve
Two eyes on the back for sure
Ain't cuffin' dat bitch, no sir
Brr brr, my cell phone chirp
It's time for you to learn
I'm gonna take my turn
I no cap, I earn
I smoke pack I burn
Every day sell three birds
Then I put the profits to work
Don't say another word
Your SI2's are way too blurred

[Verse 2]
Saw my future in VVS
It was so clear I would be the best
Got no fear, I pound my chest
King Kong, rattle the work off your desk
Sing-song rapper gettin' business checks
Keepin' a clapper and wearin' a vest
Heard some chatter boutta price on my head
Had to cut a few snakes off at the neck
Lately I been going crazy
I been smokin' loud and the studio is hazy
I just took a Molly, I know she can't save me
I am not sorry for the price I'm paying
If I wanna flex then I'm just gonna flex
If I want some neck imma send your girl a text
If I wanna check walk through, sign breasts
What you expect you know I'm up next
[Chorus]
The way that I dress absurd
Five hunnit my t-shirt
That's what I wear to work
I whip the work and I serve
Hit the lick and I swerve
Two eyes on the back for sure
Ain't cuffin' dat bitch, no sir
Brr brr, my cell phone chirp
It's time for you to learn
I'm gonna take my turn
I no cap, I earn
I smoke pack I burn
Every day sell three birds
Then I put the profits to work
Don't say another word
Your SI2's are way too blurred