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spyne - work lyrics

hop out 2+door and i swerve it
we pull up and we tryin’ to get some work in
that b+tch wanna f+ck with me but it ain’t worth it
b+tch, my money jumpin’ out my pockets, money twerkin’
yeah, yeah
i was broke i had to get up
had to step up
i can’t fold, never
b+tch i’m up, well off
without you i’m better
they all mad i’m better
i step in margielas
i step in that (n)ine
see my fit i’m way too fly
that’s your b+tch, boy say goodbye
he try slime but he won’t slide
he try slime boy he gon’ die
i’m on timin’ with them guys
i smoke too much i’m too fried
i’m so booted i’m so high
b+tch i feel like fetty wap cause i’m with my squad
b+tch you know that i only smoke that loud yeah them quads
we know you not ’bout nothin’ you a fraud
he tryna get up with us who the f+ck you think you are
i get that big bankroll them 100’s
you tryna run up you dumbass
that b+tch she give me that neck and i love it
too many percs can’t stomach
hop out that b+tch and i’m stuntin’
i put the work in that b+tch, that plumbing
big bankroll i’m thumbin’
i f+ck your b+tch till she
call up blank my twin
they think that we twins
you know we gon’ win boy
i got fn’s
we gon’ get it in
that b+tch said i ate when she seen my f+ckin’ fit

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