Work

(Verse) Ain't no pussy good enough for me to go raw Unless Rihanna titties out with her thong off (Verse) Ain't no pussy good enough for me to go raw Unless Rihanna titties out with her thong off She could fuck Drake, Chris and Meek Mills I tell her give me the pussy after you done with them I get a bitch pregnant then I'm going ham nigga And if a nigga won't beef we going ham nigga On my St. Louis shit we going ram nigga And with the rock eye dip like cam nigga 187 I'm a motherfucking drug dealer Like a dyke swear to God I don't love niggas And on my metro talking to my eses Get off 9 I ain't slept like in 9 days And my drop top looking like MacGyver I make my baby mama do all my driving I'm a regis to my sun just like me Get off the pill and I might get high fe (Hook) 187 to the feds I'm drug dealer Like a dyke swear to God I don't like niggas And on my metro talking to my eses Get off 9 I ain't slept like in 9 days I got work nigga (x6) (Verse) I'm in the spot feeling just like a smoker My nigga Mace nick named himself Coca Him and puchi go hard with the chocha J Imagine in my mind See these hoes ain't shit but I'm the same Fuck a bitch me and studs we're the same I'm a blood like my nigga Lil Wayne I'm a blood like fuck it I bang Get off 99 ways 9 different place 9 times out of 10 all these niggers fake 9 ratchets got more than just 9 lives And with that 9 I can make 9 mama's cry 187 to my motherfucking enemies Fuck a snitch and a motherfucking witness Make a bitch get rid like real fast You look back like daddy, shit I got eyes (Hook) 187 to the feds I'm drug dealer Like a dyke swear to God I don't like niggas And on my metro talking to my eses Get off 9 I ain't slept like in 9 days I got work nigga (x6) (Verse) 9/11 insides with a blue roof Feel my nigga booze up, that's my blue roof Remember back then when I didn't have shit Me and my niggas stick together like ass cheeks Fuck a yee and a buster I don't need that Got a DM like nigga I need that Give her loan dick and tell her what's the feedback Too many eyes and you circle when the G's at Where the P's at, where the B's at And if you're crippled certified where the C's at? Where the V's at, where the tree's at Where whoops up are just the master meeze at 187 tell that pussy I overkilled Lil pretty, lil bitch had to overhear Like a pussy name clip of the same shit She got some wet lick nigga cause I can't quit (Hook) 187 to the feds I'm drug dealer Like a dyke swear to God I don't like niggas And on my metro talking to my eses Get off 9 I ain't slept like in 9 days I got work nigga (x6)