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shoreline mafia - work of art lyrics

[intro: ohgeesy]
yeah
(n+ggas can’t f+ck with baby e)

[verse 1: ohgeesy]
man, i got a question, tell me, what’s your salary?
you a work of art, you belong in a gallery
we can run it up, burn a lot of calories
keep broke sh+t away, i got allergies
getting too much money, is that why these n+ggas mad at me?
too turnt up, yeah, that’s the way i had to be
it going out bad, out sad, what a tragedy
top+notch b+tches, i don’t f+ck with hoes that’s raggedy
can’t you see, baby girl, that’s why i’m f+cking with you?
green twenties, pink fifties, and the hundreds is blue
one day you be my b+tch and i’ma run it by you
new shoes, new bag, i might get you a coupe
put you on somethin’ new give you residuals too
you don’t gotta say you feelin’ me, i’m feelin’ you too
take a dip in the jacuzzi and then swim in the pool
order takeout, smoke a blunt with it too
pop a glass to our soul and get drunk with it too
you could bring your best friend, she gon’ f+ck with it too
bae, you f+ckin’ with a gangster, a gentleman too
be careful when you f+ck with me, you’ll stuck like some glue
[verse 2: fenix flexin]
hear it’s money on the phone, i’m picking up every time
you know i need every penny, but i ain’t dropping no dimes
if i ain’t picking off your plate, why you picking off mine?
i swear that p+ssy do vodou, lil’ baby still on my mind (she on my mind)
when i look up in the past, i came a long way
rip the dead homies, i miss them all day
he posting jewelry on the ‘gram, but it’s all fake
huh, cut my grass, i looked down, it was all snakes
geesy finna pick me up ten times if i fall eight
baby know i got some long d+ck with some pape’
brought some molly with me, f+ck her right, we made a whole tape
nut up in her mouth, all he tasted was some colgate
rack+flipper, cash+getter, tryna grab n+ggas
i ain’t tryna squabble, ain’t no bl!cky, i’ma stab n+ggas
you know we gon’ stand on business like a businessman
peanut b+tter gen5 spinning like the ceiling fan, we need it, huh
hey, we on they block, b+ttons on us, yeah, we tryna k!ll a demon (k!ll a demon)
ayy, spin they block, double back, they tryna help that n+gga breathing
but it’s too late, all these n+ggas too fake, but pop it like the shoecase
huh, you know i got that water boy like bobby boucher
i just made a hundred twenty thousand off of two plays
play with us, you know we on your top, we on your toupee
i’ve been tryna ball since a jit, not no 2k
this double make a n+gga jump back, fix the two+face
that p+ssy bomb as h+ll, that’s my baby, that’s my boo thing
ooh, dang

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