Lyrics Gotti03 – Working

Working Lyrics – Gotti03

Singer: Gotti03
Title: Working

Kayrims you did your thing n#gg#
Turn me up tho you hear me, yeah you hear me
I’ve been working n#gg# you hear me
Working and working and working my pockets was hurting

I jumped off the porch and i straight put that work in
n#gg#s is p#ss# get pressed and start flirting
They give me the drop and i bet that i murk-’em
I promise

I draw on your face like a artist
The bigger he is then the harder he falling
I got on the court and been cooking like harden
I got on the court and i straight started balling

Spinning they block with a rusty #ss blade
Big choppa but it’s glued to my waist
Ten ten toes never been scared of a fade
p#ss# boy get punched in the face

p#ss# boy get put in ya place
Right on the block where they selling that ace
Load up that metal and see how it taste
p#ss# boy get the f#ck out my face

Ohh yeah
Cuddy got the chop
And i got the glock on my waist
Bodymore you won’t survive in this place

Baby drake it’s the size of a vase
Ohh yeah
p#ss# boy get the f#ck out my face
Working and working and working my pockets was hurting

I jumped off the porch and straight put that work in
n#gg#s is p#ss# get pressed and start flirting
They give me the drop and i bet that i murk-’em
I promise

I draw on your face like a artist
The bigger he is then the harder he falling
I got on the court and been cooking like harden
I got on the court and i straight started balling

Cooking his noodle my shooters be saucing
410 but know shooters in boston
Play with this clique on my life it a cost him
Momma brought my first whip at the action

Thought he was a killa then how they off him
Got up on him sent him sent that boy to a coffin
Catch his pop turn that his #ss to a orphan
Send him to see jesus we cross him

Real n#gg# top shotta
Don donna
Treat my b#tch like madonna
Smd your honor

Death before dishonor
Block get hotter than a sauna
Playing cops and robbers
Got my hands on a chopper

Spray a p#ss# and his poppa
n#gg#s hating on my roster
Pay him no mind
Youngin on his grind

Tryna block my shine
Hitting with that iron
Realest n#gg# you can find
Free my n#gg#s doing time

Big steppah i’m defined
Even steve see me on my grind
n#gg#s never pressed the line
For my daughter n#gg#s dyin’

Cleaned the k let it shine
4×4 it’s our time
Etchit sketch it how i draw mine
I’m a vet when it’s war time

Show these p#ss# how the raw grind
I’m a vet when it’s war time
Working and working and working my pockets was hurting
I jumped off the porch and straight put that work in

n#gg#s is p#ss# get pressed and start flirting
They give me the drop and i bet that i murk-’em
I promise
I draw on your face like a artist

The bigger he is then the harder he falling
I got on the court and been cooking like harden
I got on the court and i straight started balling
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