Work - 732Cash, Leano

I can’t go to sleep I go to work

Bitch i’m in the studio

Gotta make this shit work

Freaky hoe she pullin' up her skirt

When i’m pullin' off the lot yea you know I (skirt skirt, skirt)

On the block gotta make it work

Thinking shit sweet boy you bound to get hurt

Pay me in advance for my worth

Got it out the dirt watch me make this shit work

I can’t lose a dollar tryna make sense

Boy you too broke can’t even pay the rent

They wanna make amends

But I’m making bands, bitch I feel like puff

How I’m making these bands

Rocking Louie lenses cash so independent

Bad Yellow bitch I’m tryna take her spirit

Niggas on the gram gas all pretenders

I ain’t scared to die dog I’m God fearing

He was off the gas now he’s on a Poster

Bitch I’m in the garden wit a king cobra

Heard they was moving wit the rats & the roaches

I could show you how to move in a room full of vultures

Keep that toaster, if a nigga creep up on ya use ya thrower

Yea smoking big gas barely sober

Tryna skirttt off in that new Tesla Roadster … Ain’t fold up

(Hook)

I can’t go to sleep I go to work

Bitch i’m in the studio

Gotta make this shit work

Freaky hoe she pullin' up her skirt

When i’m pullin' off the lot yea you know I (skirt skirt, skirt)

On the block gotta make it work

Thinking shit sweet boy you bound to get hurt

Pay me in advance for my worth

Got it out the dirt watch me make this shit work

Yea, Yea, Watch me make that shit work

Yea, Yea, Watch me make that shit work

Yea, Yea, Watch me make that shit work (watch it work yea)

Cash got rack yea

Ok kept my nose clean got it straight the mud

When you hear my name all you thinking is floods

Niggas know we heavy every time we pop up

& Yo bitch for everybody you in love wit a dub

Rather play the block before I’m playing the club

If it ain’t about no money I can’t hang wit you scrubs

Internet gangsta keep on using ya thumbs

& i’m smoking on that gushers this shit puncture my lungs

Know these hoes for everybody they be fucking for funds

Think that pussy all for me she prolly thinking I’m dumb

Ain’t no love in my heart swear this bitch so numb

It’s Conceited Records baby I can’t fuck wit no one