This is a song about "We gotta work it"

I never fit in with them light skins

'cuz we gettin' that work like mexicans,

We don't need to work it just to get those hoes

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

Put in work make stacks of hunneds, gotta roll dis cash man/

And their bloods trying make it work.

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Treat a broad outside like i got five thou when i'm out y'all know i don't reach

Work it out. we can work it out! yeah we can settle out, we can help each

We gotta be somewhere, nowhere we cannot 

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

We getttin throwed, still put in work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Theres cum all over your face and we gotta guess who's balls did it

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit