[Intro: Yung Tory]
(Kevin Rolly)
Yeah, woo, woo, yeah
Yeah, she love me to death

[Chorus: Yung Tory]
She love me to death, she do anything for me
He was in my DMs, sending threats, n***a, I was getting money
Why they on me? Why they on me? Why they on me?
I'm picture-perfect, take a picture, bitch, I'm looking just like money bags

[Verse 1: Yung Tory]
Work
Told that bitch, "Let me see you twerk"
Ayy, I don't think she know her worth
Ayy, I'm goin' under that skirt
Ayy, under that skirt, under that skirt, damn
Eight freaky bitches in my sеssion
Eight freaky bitches show me tittiеs (Tits, tits, tits)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, damn)
Ayy, I threw some money and she started dancing
Ayy, could've been a pornstar, but I started rapping
I thought this was forever when I started trappin'
Life different now, no cappin', bitch, I make it happen
And I'm drippin' now, don't want your bitch, 'cause she a catfish
Young G, YG, I need me a Kehlani
Ice cream, white freak, she like Gwen Stefani
Suck me in the party, suck me like a lolly
Like a Jolly Rancher, feelin' on her body
[Chorus: Yung Tory & Germ]
She love me to death, she do anything for me
He was in my DMs, sending threats, n***a, I was getting money
Why they on me? Why they on me? Why they on me?
I'm picture-perfect, take a picture, bitch, I'm looking just like money bags (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2: Germ]
New Benz, no new friends, bitch, I'm on all that
Party pack stuffed in my Gucci backpack with a big strap
Hellcats back-to-back, pints is gone, back to bag
I can't see straight, move out my way 'fore I gotta up my 'K
One bitch, two bitch, never too much to handle
Gucci sandals, posin' poolside, boolin', gettin' neck on camera, uh
Spazzin' out, Roxys in my jacket, wild
Bitches gettin' necks blown out, trippin' with my nuts out (You dig?)
Bitch, that's on gang
Please stay out my way, I get retarded and get to spittin' in your face
All in your space, ask your baby mama, "How Germ taste?" (Huh?)
I get racks, stacked from the floor to my face, uh

[Bridge: Germ]
Big-ass Runtz blunts, uh, bitch, I'm stuck-up
Choppa in the truck, I'm not goin' back, don't give no fucks
Big-ass Runtz blunts, uh, bitch, I'm stuck-up
Choppa in the truck, I'm not goin' back, don't give no fucks
[Chorus: Yung Tory]
She love me to death, she do anything for me
He was in my DMs, sending threats, n***a, I was getting money
Why they on me? Why they on me? Why they on me?
I'm picture-perfect, take a picture, bitch, I'm looking just like money bags (Work)