Workin Lyrics

[Intro]
(Band—)
Yes, sir
(Let the band play)
Gigantic
Big Moochie
Yeah, humongous
Yeah, yeah
You know what the f*ck goin' on, nigga
Stupid bitch (Stupid bitch)
Stupid bitch (Yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, niggas see Big Moochie Grape, yeah, then they get nervous (Nervous)
Young niggas with me, they jump out and scare you (Hop out)
Hoppin' out, run you down, nigga, we purgin' (Grrt)
In the trap with a pack, nigga, we servin' (We servin')
Dropped out of school, I was gone with the move (Yeah)
But I was still pullin' up, shootin' dice and curvin' (On God)
Been had me a sack since a Nextel chirpin' (Brrt, brrt)
Ever since I was twelve, got me a sack, then I start— uh, what?

[Chorus]
Workin', workin', workin', workin', workin' (I been on this shit my whole life, nigga, know what I'm talking 'bout?)
Workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin' (Yes, sir, I been going hard, nigga)
Workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin' (f*ck you talkin' 'bout, nigga? Big Moochie Grape, nigga)
Workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin' (Gigantic, humongous, nigga, all that shit in one, nigga, stupid-ass nigga, let's go)

[Verse 1]
Uh, young nigga back in the trap and I'm workin' (Trap)
Walk up in Gucci, give a f*ck 'bout a price tag, just know a young nigga making a purchase (I'm making a purchase)
Trappin' and rappin', I ain't doing no cappin', lil' nigga, you could buy you some 'bows or some verses (Uh-uh, yeah, 'bows or some verses)
Ain't no nigga in the rap game f*cking with Big Moochie, you'll never catch me doing a Verzuz, bitch (No, no, no, no, never)
Gangbangin', East Haiti babies, we turnt (East Haiti)
A niggas playing games, know the gang pull up and murk 'em (Grrt)
Still rockin' this water, know Big Moochie surfing (Water)
Hit your bitch from the back while I got on my ice, now I got the bitch squirting (Smash, smash, smash, ooh)
Ice cubes on my watch, now my wrist, it be hurting (Yeah, ice)
Rock Dolce & Gabbana, I don't do the Hermès (Bitch)
They see me on TV, now I got 'em virtual learning (Yes, sir)
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, niggas see Big Moochie Grape, yeah, then they get nervous (Nervous)
Young niggas with me, they jump out and scare you (Hop out)
Hoppin' out, run you down, nigga, we purgin' (Grrt)
In the trap with a pack, nigga, we servin' (We servin')
Dropped out of school, I was gone with the move (Yeah)
But I was still pullin' up, shootin' dice and curvin' (On God) Been had me a sack since a Nextel chirpin' (Brrt, brrt)
Ever since I was twelve, got me a sack, then I start— uh, what?

[Chorus]
Workin', workin', workin', workin', workin' (I tried to tell you bitch-ass niggas, dog)
Workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin' (I'm back)
Workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin' (They say hard work pays off, nigga, you know? So I been workin' my ass off, nigga, for this shit, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'?)
Workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin' (Gigantic, let's go, Band—)

[Verse 2]
Got me a sack and said, "f*ck all that dumb shit" (f*ck all that dumb shit)
Stuck in the streets, better watch who you run with (Watch who you run with)
Got it from pop, yeah, I'm uppin' my gun quick (Upping my gun quick)
Glock 23 and it's tucked in my armpit (Tucked in my armpit)
Got me a sack and said, "f*ck all that dumb shit" (Uh-huh)
Stuck in the street, better watch who you run with (Uh-huh)
Got it from pop, yeah, I'm uppin' my gun quick (Yes, sir)
Glock 23 and it's tucked in my armpit (Yes, sir)
Young nigga shoot at a rapper (Rapper)
I'm a street nigga, bitch, I'm not a rapper (No rapper)
Real street nigga, bitch, I'm a real trapper (Real trapper)
Youngest OG, I got juice like a Snapple (OG)
She wanna f*ck 'cause her nigga a capper (A capper)
Steppin' on shit like a Que Dog, an alpha (We stepping)
Young rich nigga and I'm flyer than NASA (Fly)
f*ck all these niggas, they never been factors (Bitch)
[Pre-Chorus]
Niggas see Big Moochie Grape, yeah, then they get nervous (Nervous)
Young niggas with me, they jump out and scare you (Hop out)
Hoppin' out, run you down, nigga, we purgin' (Grrt)
In the trap with a pack, nigga, we servin' (We servin')
Dropped out of school, I was gone with the move (Yeah)
But I was still pullin' up, shootin' dice and curvin' (On God)
Been had me a sack since a Nextel chirpin' (Brrt, brrt)
Ever since I was twelve, got me a sack, then I start— uh, what?

[Chorus]
Workin', workin', workin', workin', workin'
Workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin'
Workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin'
Workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin', workin'

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