[Verse 1: Quiiso]
Get a [?] of sneeze all on us
Excuse me, where the hoes at?
Bro, I think I need two or three (ayy)
Tongue out, ballin' like I'm 23
Young goat n***a [?] and [?]
You don't want no problem with the Garden, boy I promise (ayy)
N***as see you winnin' and start wilin' in yo comments (ayy)
I ain't have the sauce when I was young and now they flockin' (ayy)
[?] n***as talkin' 'bout they rappers, switch the topic
Every time I'm in yo city, bitch I'm gettin' to it
Every time you on yo city, n***as lookin' clueless
I'm up at Follies tryna see if that's a real booty
I mean it ain't but I could probably just get used to it
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Quiiso]
Workin', Workin'
Puttin' over time, puttin' over time
They don't wanna get out here and grind but they want the shine
'Bout it, 'Bout it
Just for me and mine, just for me and mine
Spray the roaches with the Pesticide, with the Pesticide

[Verse 2: Quiiso]
King Quiiso
[?] common, bitch we in common (ayy), sticky fingas
Bet I put 'em right in yo pockets, (ayy) we all winners
You be losin' and that's the difference, (ayy) I been dippin'
In ya chick and she actin' different, goddamn
[Chorus: Quiiso]
Workin', Workin'
Puttin' over time, puttin' over time
They don't wanna get out here and grind but they want the shine
'Bout it, 'Bout it
Just for me and mine, just for me and mine
Spray the roaches with the Pesticide, with the Pesticide

[Verse 3: 2forwOyNE]
Got the Hanes with the grey patch for my mens and them
N***as [?] when the wind blow up again
Hotter Benz with the rims
Paid for my rent again
Hopped out with a handful of peanut m&ms
Potluck, ah fuck, she done got a tent again
Spent the money up, told her not to blow the Benz again
She didn't give a fuck, who told her keep the [?]
She could chill up, no [?] where my [?]
Where that's at, one word, call that shit shenanigans
I know you pissed I don't wanna be your man's again
I care enough that you don't resort to Xans again
But believe me when I say that a n***a really been
Qui Qui gettin' to it, man I'm really gettin' to it yeah
You say that you do it but you n***as need to prove it ayy
Thanksgiving apple pie spread with the [?] yeah
Pumpkin spice lat', pumpkins with the vibey music
[Chorus: Quiiso]
Workin', Workin'
Puttin' over time, puttin' over time
They don't wanna get out here and grind but they want the shine
'Bout it, 'Bout it
Just for me and mine, just for me and mine
Spray the roaches with the Pesticide, with the Pesticide