[Verse 1]
This is how me and my girls take a trip
Sippin' on grape soda through the red and white strip
Yeah, ass in the air with their hands on their hips
Lickin' freedo grease off our fingertips
My versace speed out the frame, so go rest
Suckin' in the flame, not your average dame
Get face, get paid, it's the name of the game
I got mace in the blade if I take the train
Let's go

[Pre-Chorus]
Bitch is back
The club pitch-black
Elevate stacks, stoppin' [?] in the back
In the backdoor, done more in the past year
[?] in the atmosphere
Earth, wind, and fire on the forecast
Unzip for more cash, hit the floor dash
Tricks for the trade but the trade is worth half
Run this joint like I'm on the war path

[Chorus]
I'm about to put that work in
Yeah, I'm about to put in that work (work!)
I'm about to put that work in
Yeah, I'm about to put in that work (work!)
I'm about to put that work in
Yeah, I'm about to put in that work! (work!)
So wanna pull [?] in my birkin, but I got you before you get murked, work!
Work!
Work!
[Verse 1]
Got your man rock till he pop his confetti
Slip off my top and he already sweaty
Damn right I'm petty, and I'm far from stable
I'm Netflix bitch, and you're wasted cable
Got angels rollin' my blunts up in heaven
Watch me blow up like your Galaxy 7
Bust B's, smokin' dust, 'cause you dancin' like Eleven
Sleep all day, then you're down with the [?] up

[Pre-Chorus]
Bitch is back
The club pitch black
Elevate stacks, stoppin' [?] in the back
In the backdoor, done more in the past year
[?] in the atmosphere
Earth, wind, and fire on the forecast
Unzip for more cash, hit the floor dash
Tricks for the trade but the trade is worth half
Run this joint like I'm on the war path

[Chorus]
I'm about to put that work in
Yeah, I'm about to put in that work (work!)
I'm about to put that work in
Yeah, I'm about to put in that work (work!)
I'm about to put that work in
Yeah, I'm about to put in that work! (work!)
So wanna pull [?] in my birkin, but I got you before you get murked, work!
Work!
Work!
[Bridge]
Bitch, you got me all fucked up
If you think you can just come up
And run your mouth, shut the fuck up
I'm going off on you
'Cause once I hop in my car
I'm putting your ass in the yard
I don't care who the fuck you are
Or what the hell you do
Bitch, you got me all fucked up
If you think you can just come up
And run your mouth, shut the fuck up
I'm going off on you
'Cause once I hop in my car
I'm putting your ass in the yard
I don't care who the fuck you are
Or what the hell you do
Bitch is back, uh
Bitch is back, yeah
Bitch is back, uh
Bitch is baaaaaack!

[Verse 3]
What's up with the strut, get tucked in the butt
Wanna get touched up, wanna get warmed up
Come kill with the swerve when we get nerves up
Round juice, spray goose, get loose, turn up!
My crew so hot we sparkin' fires
Burn up your club if you don't invite us
We sink to the core like their hepatitis
Make you want more but it won't transpire
Damn right it's like that and the watch is tickin'
Snapping necks of all these greasy chickens
Wanna run up on me? The fuck you thinkin'?
Jaw drop, no cup, why the fuck you drinkin' me?
[Chorus]
I'm about to put that work in
Yeah, I'm about to put in that work (work!)
I'm about to put that work in
Yeah, I'm about to put in that work (work!)
I'm about to put that work in
Yeah, I'm about to put in that work! (work!)
So wanna pull [?] in my birkin, but I got you before you get murked, work!
Work!
Work!