[Intro]
On my knob, on my knob
Sorry Jaynari
Turn up (Bitch)

[Chorus]
On my knob like corn on the cob (Woah, bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Woah, bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Yeah, bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job ([?], bitch)
On my knob like corn on the cob (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (It's that turn up n***a, bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)

[Verse 1: 2Eleven]
She intrigued off the wig in my convo
Round of applause make it clap, yes, bravo
Now bust it wide open for me pronto
Looking like a million n***a swear I hit the lotto (Duece)
Thumbing through the paper feel like I just read a novel
Call it Marvin K, nah this ain't no Mavado
Throw some ice in it then them hoes gon' follow
Told her I don't want no head if she don't swallow
Turn it up now, struck the molly in the bottle
Have sex with a bunch of latest Instagram models
Foreign whippin on a brand new set of forgiattos
Drive through the south side speaking up in Mexicana
Oh mamas, you can give me all the money in the world
Still won't give a bitch a dollar
N***a stayin' late with hoes, I bang on em equal dollar
Really I ain't even interested, a few nickel dollars

[Chorus]
On my knob like corn on the cob (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
On my knob like corn on the cob (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
[Verse 2: Young Sam]
She pussy poppin I'm a world star
Riding louie she don't own a car
I just had to get that hoe a bar
Why you trippin on my maine, you fucked that homie last month
Girl ain't shit changed
She fuck a rapper every week tryina get some fame
Late night at the hotel give me brain
Do your job, got her friends do the odds
One licking on my nuts, while her friend getting hit from the back, what the fuck?!
Call me Santa with some red trucks
Big bag full of money, strippers know what's up
I'm tryina fuckin put a video on Pornhub
Fucking 2 bad bitches, put it on they guts
And I said I wouldn't show nobody but I lied
I told them hoes to give me brain, look me in my eyes
And if you lookin for a job, I can be your boss
But if your resume bad, then you getting tossed
Here's your first job

[Chorus]
On my knob like corn on the cob (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
On my knob like corn on the cob (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
On my knob like corn on the cob (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
On my knob like corn on the cob (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)
Do your job, (Bitch, bitch) do your job (Bitch)