Baka Not Nice - Gimme That Work lyrics

[Verse 1] Got that tip from [?] and you got them pies All my n***as Gucci, so they down to ride Left my mask at home, we don't do disguise Got a four fif' on my side in case they wanna try Pull up, skrt (woah) Grippin' the stick when I turn (yeah) Smokin', I'm calmin' my nerves Kickin' the door and I'm goin' in first Family see me, they goin' berserk Like give me the bag and nobody get hurt [Chorus 1] Gimme that work, hey (woo) Gi-gi-gimme that work Gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work, hey (woo) Gi-gi-gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work, hey Gimme that work [Post-Chorus] Trust now, you know I'm up now She see me with a bag, she wanna f** now They see me with a Aud', they wanna know how Rollin' off a addy, I can't slow down (uh, uh, uh, woo) [Verse 2] I robbed your b**h for the night, I might just give her the pipe I might just— I might just dip in it twice, I might just speak of a spice (yeah, yeah) She did it back to the kitchen, whippin' and cheffin' that white (whip it, whip) Told her to pa** me the scale, answer the phone [Chorus 2] And gimme that work, hey (woo) Gi-gi-gimme that work Gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work, hey (woo) Gi-gi-gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work, hey Gimme that work, hey (woo, woo) Gi-gi-gimme that work Gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work, hey (woo) Gi-gi-gimme that work, nuh f** with my money, somebody get murked Gimme that work [Bridge] Said, said, hey Yeah Yeah, yeah, hey Said, said, hey Hey [Chorus 3] Gimme that work, hey (woo) Gi-gi-gimme that work Gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work, hey (woo) Gi-gi-gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work, hey Gimme that work, hey Gimme that work Gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work, hey Gi-gi-gimme that work, nuh 'Bout to gimme that work Gimme that work [Post-Chorus] Trust now, you know I'm up now She see me with a bag, she wanna f** now They see me with a Aud', they wanna know how Rollin' off a addy, I can't slow down [Outro] I'm 'bout the f**in' bags, my n***a The two bits that made it true, my n***a Now I'm flyin' private jets with the crew, my n***a Where the f** where you when the judge gave me 13 years, 9 months? Where the f** were you? When my pops was in the court room in shock Where were you when I was down below? Yo, I got convicted of somethin' I ain't even f**in' do, my n***a f**, man We don't do the long talkin', ayy? We just get straight to the barkin' It's a OVO ting