Work 4 Me (feat. Kari Faux)

You can call me itty bitty

Lil' witchy, ill na na, I keep my **** sickly

New Whoopi, no Goldberg, the lane switchy

Down the marijuana, know I keep my fingers sticky

Risky bad bitch, you know she pretty thicky

Got a team to menage, call them all Nicki

Ride it like a matador, he thought he caught a Jimmy

I'm ridin' through your cul-de-sac and you're so dirty with me

I'm boolin' out while pullin' up, we hit you once, it's litty

I hit the blunt, my **** get to splitting

Shick-shimmy, circle tighter than Nick in a chimney

Gotta pot to piss in, now the gimmes feelin' pissy

Snake hissin' at my lover, ****, no Billy

Maybe they aimin' for uncertainty, they stuck

I don't got no bread for you birds, baby, no luck

They can't even find the words for me

Think twice 'fore you ask for a verse from me

I go berserk, then they wanna hit reverse on it

I'ma be a jerk with the perks, better work for me

Make a pussy twerk, crack a smirk, make it work for me

**** out they shirts in the dirt wanna work for me

All these fuckin' nerds I can merch got they work from me

And I don't work for free

Run my check or pew pew, bring the chirch for me

Please, keep it brief and hold my dick

A mile taller how I'm sittin' on my shit

Are you really with the shits? **** claimin' bricks

But they always been that nig, and I saw it on the flick

Crazy, here come the kid 'cause they woofin' for the cliques

Faking, don't believe in clips and you know I'm buying ticks?

Provin' all the myths with your double-sided stick

I-I dropped an Otter Box , these numbers got you busy

They think it narcotic opps, the way I'm fuckin' busy

If my neighbours top-watching, I'ma blame the piggy

Don't think it's a game 'cause I spit the wisest shit

And my blood clotting guap 'cause he get the whitest shit

And he mighta let me shoot and never let me borrow the whip

Bringin' up deposit slips

So many new flows, **** don't know I'm a conglomerate

You breakin' that bread for the 'Gram, but it's not legit

It is not legit

I go berserk, then they wanna hit reverse on it

I might be a jerk with the perks but it works for me

Make a pussy twerk, crack a smirk, make it work for me

**** out they shirts in the dirt wanna work for me

All these fuckin' nerds I can merch got they work from me

And I don't work for free

Run my check or pew pew, bring the chirch for me

I'm not takin' your advice if you ain't hopped off the porch

I'm not takin' your advice because I'm on my own course

You stay yellin' from the stands but you ain't stepped on the court

I love pullin' **** cards, yeah, I do it for sport

Straight G up in them sheets, front row at the fashion week

I only talk to bosses, my **** not Memphis Bleeks

When I'm with my French ****, he say that I'm magnifique

His favourite little beignet, the one he can't wait to eat

I got vibes for my tribe, I got flows for these hoes

I hope you well equipped to go toe-to-toe with the Faux

I hope you watch your tone when you're speakin' to Jean Deaux

I hope you know the stars have aligned, so it's a go

You don't measure up, we not even parallel

Foldin' under pressure, boy, your frame is hella frail

I got **** 'bout that action, they a fool with the skill

And your new bitch is weak, but I swear I wish you well

I might be a jerk with the perks but it works for me

Make a pussy twerk, crack a smirk, make it work for me

**** out they shirts in the dirt wanna work for me

All these fuckin' nerds I can merch got they work from me

And I don't work for free

Run my check or pew pew, bring the chirch for me