[Hook: Yung Swiss]
Boy, you been talkin' all day, where the work at? (Whoa)
Where the work at?
You been Tweetin' all day, where the work at? (Whoa)
Where the work at?
Talkin' bout you the fuckin' man, where the work at? (Whoa)
Where the work at?
Me I'm tryna put my city on the work man
Where your work at, n***a?

[Verse 1: Nadia Nakai]
Always up in the stu', puttin' in work
Between me and you, these n***as know my work
Got my face on your shirts and I'm heavy with the Merch'
With that Bragga on that Ragga, killin' 'em with half a verse
Money on my mind, trust me I'm working
Steady countin' that dough, bitch I be working
Bank account getting fat, trust me I'm working
Money on my mind, don't call if it ain't work man
Gucci belt swag, LV on the bag
Hunnid stacks in the band and my iced out hand
And my twerk game strong like I live at the Grand
You know I'm a bad bad, but this bitch is a brand
This honey ain't soft, you know I get mine
Lil n***a I'm a boss, and my crew just aligned
They know what this cost, cause that shit don't decline
Yung Swiss got the sauce, I think it's the bloodline
[Hook: Yung Swiss]
Boy, you been talkin' all day, where the work at? (Whoa)
Where the work at?
You been Tweetin' all day, where the work at? (Whoa)
Where the work at?
Talkin' bout you the fuckin' man, where the work at? (Whoa)
Where the work at?
Me I'm tryna put my city on the work man
Where your work at, n***a?

[Verse 2: Yung Swiss]
Who you work with?
Who produced it?
Always on that bullshit
But you been gone since The Full Clip
Where your track at?
Always on that "Hopefully"
Where the link at?
I get Slikour don't fuck with it
Me and my n***as been at it though
Me and my n***as been at it for a minute though
You been plottin' for a second
Man your ass is getting old, you gon' drop it at your funeral?
It's been that numeral
It's been that number man
You've been on that "Coming soon"
Funny how I made your girl cum before your summer jam
I'm about to go dumb again, oh
PGP couldn't hold him back, oh
These rappers try to work but this shit is way dryer than my motherfuckin' BBM
I ain't the one you wan' F with
Cause this dick wasn't made for no virgin
I tried to put it where them hoes is and your girlfriend got hurt in the process
All day with that weak shit, all day with that weak shit, them boys
Everybody say they got it, man I'm starting to think these n***as don't get it
Oh Lord, pray for em
[Hook: Yung Swiss]
Boy, you been talkin' all day, where the work at? (Whoa)
Where the work at?
You been Tweetin' all day, where the work at? (Whoa)
Where the work at?
Talkin' bout you the fuckin' man, where the work at? (Whoa)
Where the work at?
Me I'm tryna put my city on the work man
Where your work at, n***a?