This is a song about "Girls at work"

Boys and girls, stop staring at the pearls.

I've become immune to you no name haters

You see me at work, you never see me smile

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

Then put my ashes on you niggas, bet you gon’ need lotion

And i got that drive and she just might crash

I work at, i work fast, you twerk bad, hurt that ass

I moved here, work at grocery stores, there are factories,

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

Girls tuggin at my zipper as i paint these mental pictures

Now i'm back on my grizzle, a plethora of strippers

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

Whats withthe hat where do you work at is it that place that i spat at. its been

I'm with three girls at once, call it a 3 course dinner/

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her