[Verse 1: Mercston]
Ayy, man are top flight, in it, init
Never had a deal but I'm winning
Only gotta smile, man, I leave with the women
Shut it down with the bottles, man, I feel like I'm swimming, push it to the limit
My business card, call it Master P
Why? Cuh fucker, it's got no limit
Wait a minute, ain't finished, made a killing
But I talk to God when I walk along
Don't know why these n***as wanna par though
They don't know our side and our artform
In the car, winging about to Rascal
Young yout out here tryna bruk up a partial
A wah di ras, though? Pussy, where you come from?
Scared money don't make no money, money
Now winner-winner, it's sunny for me
All from these pictures, they're calling me Funny Tummy, rah

[Chorus: Ari]
Cause all we do is work get it
Work, work, get it, get it
Go hard, work get it
Work, work, go hard
Work get it
Get it get it
Go hard
Work, work, work, work, get it, get it