Werkin' Girls

Okay I'm Rambo I ramshack I'm next to that cheese like rat traps On top of that green like grass ass That's over y'all head like snapbacks I get it where I fit in, put up then I put in Tryna find an ass I can put my fucking foot in Run this shit no I run this shit Don't give one fuck bitch I done this shit I did what I say I did Did not fabricate one bit I have been the fucking realest since my exit near the clit That's where I was born fuck what you on All about me bitch fuck what you doin' Round of applause bitches slap me with some clappin Show my whole fucking ass like a fat bitch in chaps But I'll be running that shit like a motherfuckin' tracker Like a run-on sense like a motherfuckin' chopper Like a cheetah in the jungle but I'm motherfucking faster Like a pre-teen boy in the church with a pastor Hold up I'm not serious I'm just playin — psych! Fuck your opinion bitch I mean it when I'm sayin that Money and more money is the only shit I'm after You can cut the fake shit I'm not a motherfuckin' actor I'm on top of my green like a motherfucking tractor You niggas you 'bout to be bitches you bitches 'bout to be Casper I'll be on that other shit got that from my other bitch She come from an island or a desert or some Tundra shit I am multi-faceted, bitch I do a ton of shit Like I'm diarrhea or whatever's sitting under it I'm nasty, I'm insane, I'm too much, I spit grains I came from the fuckin' bottom I'm top now, I shit flames I kick shit, like dope shit Like no shit, like oh shit Get in my way I fuck up everything Like ho shit See, they said that I wouldn't I do whatever they said I couldn't I'm not the one to be fucked with Or to be tough with I be on your head like duck, duck, duck bitch I be in the air like pump-pumped up fists Nah, I'm like up-chuck like gut fish like hands up my skirt Like when you gon' let me fuck bitch (hold up) Money and more money is the only shit I'm after You can cut the fake shit I'm not a motherfuckin' actor I'm on top of my green like a motherfucking tractor You niggas you 'bout to be bitches you bitches 'bout to be Casper I'm an undefeated bastard My tongue is the fucking rapture, bitch I be at my peak, I am not the one to be mastered I'm the one to be after, I'm sweeping you while I'm dusting I just popped up out the blue, I'm spontaneously combusting Spit a little different, give me just a minute Beat the beat down bitch, fresh it then I kill it We are not the same but they don't really get it Tell 'em do the math, hoe—fraction, division Sick flow sick ho, drop me in the clinic Eat 'em 'til the end 'til they back at the beginning Cause I ki-ki-ki-kill it 'til it's flat dead And never pass a rock like a motherfucking crackhead Money and more money is the only shit I'm after You can cut the fake shit I'm not a motherfuckin' actor I'm on top of my green like a motherfucking tractor You niggas you 'bout to be bitches you bitches 'bout to be Casper