[Part 1: Body Work]

[Intro: LAWSON]
(Now, it’s time to rumble)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: LAWSON]
I was on Instagram, this bitch was bad, but need some body work
We got guns, drums, sticks in here, don’t call me ‘less you hurt
In that car, take up both them lanes, we call it body work
Work, work, huh

[Verse 1: LAWSON]
Yeah, I’m in the hills, my phone don’t work
I don’t got a kid, them condoms work
I’m ‘bout to cuff this bad ass bitch that’s nice, she got some body work
She got a ass so fat, she throwin’ it back, she know that body work
He was talkin’ out his mouth, we hit him up, his body hurt
Yeah, we gon’ go berserk
Watch me lose this shirt in here, she got body work
We got lots of dope in here, we got antidote
Yeah, we like to smoke on opp n***as that do the most
Haha, yeah, yeah, yeah, bah
I ain’t playin’ with that bitch unless her body work on Instagram
And big bodies in that car, just know it get us there
When I met Cardi, she said “Lawson, you gon’ get it there”
Instagram, body work, bitch got work, get it, uh
Yeah, yeah, hold on, yeah, yeah, yeah, hold on
[Chorus: LAWSON]
I was on Instagram, this bitch looked bad, but need some body work
We got guns, drums, sticks over here, don’t call me ‘less you hurt
In that—, yeah

[Verse 2: LAWSON]
Yeah, big body that car, look like a plane, so it got turbulance
I want all them shooters out the country that got—
Yeah, Rolls Royce came with curtains, movin’ like a president
Who I ain’t better than? Who I ain’t shittin’ on?
Who the main one to raise the stakes up when they bitten on?
It’s only money I’m sittin’ on
Yeah, stand up tall but don’t say much when I walk by
Yeah, if it’s the way that they ridin’, they won’t say “Hi”

[Chorus: LAWSON]
Instagram, bitch was bad, need some body work
We got guns, drums, sticks over here, don’t call me ‘less you hurt
In that car, take up both them lanes, we call it body work
Work, work, yeah, haha

[Outro: Lawson & Charlie Sloth]
Charlie, what up, what up, what up?
Let's do it, let's do it, let's go, I'm ready
Come on, mate, yeah
LAWSON in the building
This the warm-up, this the warm-up
Man said "I ain't got no kids 'cause them condoms work"
Come on, let's go, let's go
I don't got a kid, them condoms work, haha
[Part 2: Margiela Cinderella]

[Intro: LAWSON & Charlie Sloth]
He's heating up
Uh (Okay, oh, he's standing still bro)
Let's do it, I love it
Man, shoutout to Margiela, y'all know I love y'all shit, man (Mm)
Me and Charlie finna hit the store right after this, we gon' fuck it up
I can't wait to hit the store, mate
Look, look (Woo)
Yeah, look

[Chorus: LAWSON]
I put 30 clip on my Beretta, uh-huh
N***as know they better wish me better, uh, yeah
I put Cinderella in Margiela, uh-huh
I'm sorry girl, I'm still a big forgetter, uh-huh
She love me, but we know we not together, uh-huh
I gave fifty bands to the teller, uh-huh
Jumpin' on the plane and switch the weather, uh-huh
I put Cinderella in Margiela, uh-huh

[Verse 1: LAWSON]
'kay, and my thoughts on the same thing
Head still spinning 'round tryna maintain
I just left flight in Miami like LeBron James
Still worry 'bout shit that I can't change
I just put a fifty K on a plain Jane
I just headed up to Dre's, made it rain-rain
And my ex girl still on the same thing
And my new girl still playin' mind games
[Chorus: LAWSON]
Yeah, true, uh-huh
I put 30 clip on this Beretta, uh-huh
Yeah, uh-huh
I'm sorry girl, I'm still a big forgetter, uh-huh
She love me, but we know we not together, uh-huh
I put Cinderella in Margiela, uh-huh
Jumpin' on the plane and switch the weather, uh-huh
I put Cinderella in Margiela, uh-huh

[Verse 2: LAWSON]
Throw a couple thousand in the dirt, yeah
Circling that number on yo skirt, uh-huh
Ain't one time I never put you first, uh-huh
Nail appointment always on the first, uh-huh
Lashes, I got her a purse, yeah
Being rich a blessing and curse
'Cause she know I'm gon' spend it first, yeah, look, look

[Chorus: LAWSON]
I put 30 clip on this Beretta, uh-huh
N***as know they better wish me better, uh, yeah
I put Cinderella in Margiela, uh-huh
I'm sorry girl, I'm still a big forgetter, uh-huh
She love me, but we know we not together, uh-huh
I gave fifty bands to the teller, yeah
Jumpin' on the plane and switch the weather, uh-huh
Hahaha

[Outro: LAWSON & Charlie Sloth]
Oh my gosh (Perfect)
Alright, you savage bro
Let's do it, man
Aye, the man come through one take (Come on)
Lay the ting up, no stop, no stop (Come on, haha)
No drumming here, just roll the ting Charles, run the ting, let me spin it
Epic, yeah, yeah
Man come in and spun it
That's what we do, we gon' spin the ting, spin it