[Intro: Trigga Black]
Phew, ayy, Trigga
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Better get up on yo job
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Huh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Better get up on yo job
Ayy

[Chorus: Trigga Black]
Better get up on yo job
You fucked up, n***a, you out here tryna rob
Better get up on yo job
That's the main reason I go hard
Better get up on yo job
N***as fucked up, y'all out here tryna rob
I stay up on my job
That's why I go so hard

[Verse 1: Trigga Black]

[Chorus: Trigga Black]
Better get up on yo job
You fucked up, n***a, you out here tryna rob
Better get up on yo job
That's the main reason I go hard
Better get up on yo job
N***as fucked up, y'all out here tryna rob
I stay up on my job
That's why I go so hard
[Verse 2: Capo]
I am not the typе of n***a you is, you gon' check the bar (What)
'Membеr being fucked up out there tryna rob (Rob n***a)
'Member my shorties got them Glocks always, they up them then pop! (Bang bang)
Bitch, we GLO, 300 gang, yeah we on top (300 n***a)
And we switchin' bitches, switchin' lanes (Skrt skrt)
With the crew, yo bitch, she seen me, she crazy (GLO n***a)
I'm a artist, I ain't talkin' paintin' (Nah, nah)
Just got off the phone with Brandon (Ffp beep)
Pull up on him, blow his brains (Bang, bang)
After that, Tooka pack, that's what we name it (Tooka dope, dope n***a)
Shoot you off the TuTu (Bang, bang huh)
Call up Trigga Black, man that boy a loose screw (Trigga Black huh)
Ridin' with the Choppas and the Glockas (Gratatahh)
Ride down 63rd, lookin' for a opp (Tooka what?)
Channel 9 news, call the helicopter (Woo woo)
Get on your job, we pistol poppa (Gang, gang)

[Chorus: Trigga Black]
Better get up on yo job
You fucked up, n***a, you out here tryna rob
Better get up on yo job
That's the main reason I go hard
Better get up on yo job
N***as fucked up, y'all out here tryna rob
I stay up on my job
That's why I go so hard