Workin’ lyrics

(Intro: Yamine)
Let’s Go!

(Bridge: YRN Swazzy)
Had a couple stacks turned to a quarter million
Hustling in the trap now my paper to the ceiling
I be on the job, probably never going down
With money like this I ain’t never clockin’ out

(Hook: YRN Swazzy)
Man we working
We working , we working
Man we working
We working, we working
Yeah we working
We working, we working
Man we working
We working, we working
Yeah we working

(Verse 1: Yamine)
Yeah we working (mhm)
Man I’m getting the bag (yeah)
It was worth it (uh huh)
No way I’m getting mad (nope)
I’m just turning (twist twist)
With my cash (cash)
Head to the strip to drop a whole rack (yeah hoe)
Then go back to see some ass (yeah hoe)
Yes I’m drippin in ice (Fre$H)
Last week we shot up a joint and left in one night (yes)
With cops on our side
Ain’t no law we in the right (yeah)
Dishing cocaine then weed in the light (dishing)
Got all these dawgs they might bite (trap)
We use our guns we don’t involve in no fight (nope)
Grown ass n*ggas riding tight
In Mercedez bumpin to T.I. (TIP)
b*tch n*ggas always snitching
Gotta watch out who you with (who you with)
Ain’t nobody we trust
We just use our instincts and roll with it (true)
I’m a real n*gga so I’m the snake in the gang
Italian Cartel to mobbin with no breaks (yeah bro)
(Bridge: YRN Swazzy)
Had a couple stacks turned to a quarter million
Hustling in the trap now my paper to the ceiling
I be on the job, probably never going down
With money like this I ain’t never clockin’ out

(Hook: YRN Swazzy)
Man we working
We working , we working
Man we working
We working, we working
Yeah we working
We working, we working
Man we working
We working, we working
Yeah we working