This is a song about "After work"

Please... twerk twerk, let that ass work,

It's a fools fatewithout your word

My shirt, purple label my shirt

You'll never be late for work

We getttin throwed, still put in work

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

Work and i work just to make a punchline

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

Let me rideuntil i get free

Thinking it's work and really,