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 ****in' foot in Run this shit no I run this shit Don’t give one shit bitch I done this shit I did what I say I did Did not fabricate one bit I have been the ****in realest since my exit near the womb That’s where I was born **** what you on All about me bitch **** what you doin' Round of applause niggas slap me with some clappin Show my whole ****in ass like a fat bitch in chaps But I’ll be running that shit like a mother****in' tracker Like a run-on sense like a mother****in' chopper Like a cheetah in the jungle but I’m mother****in faster Like a pre-teen boy in the church with a pastor Hold up I’m not serious I’m just playin — psych! **** 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 mother****ing actor I’m on top of my green like a mother****ing tractor You bitches you ‘bout to be ****ed you assholes '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 ****ing’ bottom I’m top now, I **** flames I kick shit, like **** shit Like no joke, like oh shit Get in my way I **** up everything Like damn shit See, they said that I wouldn't I do whatever they said I couldn't I’m not the one to be ****ed 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 **** bitch Money and more money is the only shit I’m after You can cut the fake shit I’m not a mother****ing actor I’m on top of my green like a mother****ing tractor You bitches you ‘bout to be ****ed you assholes 'bout to be Casper I’m an undefeated bastard My tongue is the ****ing 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 mother****ing crackhead Money and more money is the only shit I’m after You can cut the fake shit I’m not a mother****ing actor I’m on top of my green like a mother****ing tractor You bitches you ‘bout to be ****ed you assholes 'bout to be Casper