Текст песни That Work - Joell Ortiz , Uncle Murda , DJ Suss One , French Montana , Vado , Cassidy

If you broke stay the fuck away from me I don't want you hattin on me
Cause I get money

You ain't got no hustle
You ain't gettin no cash
If I think you scheming on me
I'm gonna pop your broke ass

I warned ya
This is a warning
I'm prepared for war
Six in the morning

My connect know
Don't sale it to me
If it ain't a 9 or a 10
I ain't just playing to play
I'm playing to win

I'm a g nigga
You know how the game go
I ain't passin my money
'Til I see that cocaine doh

I get money
And fuck with the bitches
And stay away from niggas
Who act like bitches

I get high but I don't smoke that bullshit
I smoke that have you coughing off of one pull shit

Never paranoid my fifth got a full clip Blow a nigga head off If
I think he on some bullshit

You know how I do
At least five bottles
That's the usaual
Puff piff till I'm delusional
Since a juvenile

My Escalade is on 28s
That bitch beautiful
Weight I used to push so much base
I could make a musical

I'm hella nice I wear hella ice I'm to cool for you But
If you try to rob me My niggas probably shoot at you (True)

My bitch bad like Luda's too
I'm doing me
You just mad you can't do it too

Who are you
Nobody with no bodies
Listen I'll kick your ass like I know
Karate

Plus you don't know nobody that can touch son
My new album tuff son
You can ask Suss ONE

My wheel cost like a quarter mill plus some
Plus I put a quarter mill on my son trust fund
Plus I'm young I don't wanna die
I got money respect and power like 105

I ain't hard I'm softer than my sister teddy
I ain't got a chance atwinning
I should quit already

Damn I ain't got a shot
Like I'm missing henny
That's what competitors say
When they got to spit against me

Meet the new kid on the block son
You just trying to be top ten
I was nominated top one

I'm on the run like hustlers when the
Cops come
Booth crack all the customers come and cop some

Move back give me space I'm a big boy I'm the champ
You butter beans can't hit Floyd

You can shoot em
You can smoke em
You can sniff roids
At least you'll go out wit a bang like fifth noise
I ain't here to play games I'm here to take over
Still be in the jets Cheese doodles and a grape soda

In da club wit a broad me plus one
I ain't never scared
These niggas suspect
Suss One

Me and Suss One lean on em
I rich boy the block put feet on em
Your favorite rapper album break weed on it

Carl want me to go pop I went street on emFresh
Airs thousand dollar jeans on Call me young Al Green
Bitches lean on em

A nigga so cool when the heat on em
Canary chain lookin like I peed on it

Got the hottest niggas on the track
Somebody call Suss One tell him bring it back

Bring it back Bring it back Bring it back

I'm in that coupe right
Money stacked like
Manuke eye

Under rated but the streets on my back And the album on the way
And your bitch on my lap
Big k's rain on em
He was brainwashed
Tsunami wave on em

V-A-D-O
Stands for Violence And Drugs Only Dressed to kill
A pair of shells a slug homie

Dump narco like Marlo
You ain't up brody
Rub your cargos
I patched up the front only

Keep that fire like I stepped in lava
Why ask I get ass ma like a nebulizer
Bumblebee v black rims on the yellow Mazda

15 for the nuggets
Came with that mellow postura
Still I bang hard with the same squad For 2 l's in to deep
You ain't God
Bar for bar

Over the knee I spank y'all
18 in the game
My word play is a bank card

Thank God first
My son second
Suss check it
One verse a done record

Don't come naked
Chew booths and pump secession
Who don't give a ugh ugh
They tryin to touch precious