[Intro: Clip275]
I hate to say it, but I feel like we in World War three
'Cause every time I go outside, the youngins tote more heat
Down in Miami where the Zoe Pound be
Out in Cali in the Valley, got the work on me
Heard you hatin', homie, world on me
Got six shots ready for your front gold teeth
Hot beast ass n***a, know I P-O-P
Pop pop pop, burner hit you, 103

[Verse 1: Shakewell]
People only hit you when they need you
If you need the work, let me link you wit' a migo
Better have all that you say you got
My goons need work, throw your dope in the pot
Got two bags on me, one rock, one sock
Got two pockеt rockets, keep one in my sock
Finna pour two lines, need a soda pop
Pеrc'd out, coppin' cups in the donut shop

[Verse 2: Clip275]
And the flow don't stop, I roll up on yo' block
Whippin' in the kitchen with a big ol' pot
And a big ol' Glock, I point it at yo' pop
Keep it gutta-gutta 'til the single drop
Bet my lingo drop, I'm in the parking lot
Servin' with the migos, all about the guap
Split it with my people that were down to rock
Live a little evil, motherfuck the cops
[Verse 3: Shakewell]
Double teamin' with my homie, fuck a dolo thot
Shootin' for the fuck of it, keep a yellow Glock
Heard you wanna tap out so the truck gon' stop
Gettin' hella smoked out in the parking lot
Take a shit, gettin' dome in a Porta Pot'
Tell her keep suckin' off 'til my pole go pop
Give a cop cold shoulder like I'm freezin', brah
Sayin' boy gettin' dough like a pizza shop

[Outro: Clip275 & Shakewell]
I got the work
I got the work all up under my shirt
Ayy, I got that splak
Right in my lap and it came in flat black
I got the work
I got the work all up under my shirt
Ayy, I got that splak
Right in my lap and it came in flat black