Workin'

I've, I've, I've been workin', **** (Yeah, you know)

Cocaína, she be fuckin', **** (Flocka)

(Work, work, work, work, work, work, work)

Back my 'Rari out the driveway

Five hunnid pounds, two hunnid squares

J-J-John Gotti

(You know, you know)

I've, I've, I've, I've, I've, I've been workin', **** (Flocka)

Cocaína, she be fuckin', **** (Yeah)

I, I back my 'Rari out the driveway

Five hunnid pounds, two hunnid squares

John Gotti

Flocka

Puss' ass ****, you ain't never jugg (No)

I'm a real Piru , ask big Sug

I'm a real trapper ask Victor Hill (You know)

For the thrill, I pop a bitch

Shoot at the ops to catch a kill (Hey)

I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm Waka Flocka, **** (Waka Flocka)

Kill a family member, Shawty El Chapo, ****

Throw your sets in the air for my blockers, **** (Rip it out)

Two shots of the dizzy that go Flocka, ****

I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm on the block, my **** (You know)

Where the youngin's goin' crazy shootin' cops, my ****

Red, blue, white flags like a Haitian killer

I will never back down, I'm from Clayco, **** (Rip it out)

Flocka

I've, I've, I've been workin', **** (You know)

Cocaína , she be fuckin', **** (Work, trap)

Back my 'Rari out the driveway

Five hunnid pounds, two hunnid squares

J-J-John Gotti

(You know, you know)

I've, I've, I've, I've, I've, I've been workin', **** (Hey)

Cocaína , she be fuckin', **** (Work)

I, I back my 'Rari out the driveway

Five hunnid pounds, two hunnid squares

John Gotti

I lot of rappers start trappin', it's like recess (Oh)

Real jet boy, I snatch the chain off your neck (Give me that)

Set the game for you ****, that's a preset (Squad)

Elm street, dirt gang ****, that's the G set

Hey, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm like Meech, my **** (You know)

Brick squad live off loyalty, fuck you, ****

Waka Flocka name's still good in these streets, hey

Five thousand shooters, ****

You ain't hard to reach

When it come to killers, got a fleet, my ****

Pull a chopper out, holes in your fleece, my ****

I know you thinkin' to yourself, I'm a beast, my ****

Hunnid shootouts, we ain't never faced defeat, my ****

Hey, I've, I've, I've been workin', **** (Flocka)

Cocaína , she be fuckin', **** (You know)

Back my 'Rari out the driveway

Five hunnid pounds, two hunnid squares

J-J-John Gotti

I've, I've, I've, I've, I've, I've been workin', **** (Hey)

Cocaína , she be fuckin', **** (Flocka, you know)

I, I back my 'Rari out the driveway

Five hunnid pounds, two hunnid squares

John Gotti

Checked his background

He ain't who he say he is

Actin' hard to them youngin's, come shoot up your shit

Boy, I must admit, a lot of rap **** (You know)

Early in the mornin' and my dog bakin' cookies (Hey)

J-J-J-J-J-John Gotti (Flocka)

Wish he try me, cross the line, you a body, ****

Go against Waka Flocka, kamikaze

Hands like I'm Ali

South side where you find me (Rip it out)

Heard they tryna take me off the streets, my **** (What?)

Pussy **** snitchin', talkin' to police, my ****

Now the feds tryna kick in my front door

I got lawyer fees, bond money, case closed (Flocka)

I've, I've, I've been workin', **** (You know)

Cocaína , she be fuckin', **** (Work, trap)

Back my 'Rari out the driveway

Five hunnid pounds, two hunnid squares

J-J-John Gotti

(You know, you know)

I've, I've, I've, I've, I've, I've been workin', **** (Hey)

Cocaína , she be fuckin', **** (Work)

I, I back my 'Rari out the driveway

Five hunnid pounds, two hunnid squares

John Gotti