Work (Remix)-A$AP Ferg/A$AP Rocky/French Montana/ScHoolboy Q/Trinidad James

[00:00.00]"Work (Remix)"(feat. ASAP Rocky, French Montana, Trinidad James & Schoolboy Q) [00:01.88]I gotta close the window before I record [00:03.45]Cause New York don't know how to be quiet [00:13.42]Coogi down to the socks like I'm Biggie poppa [00:19.32]Keep your girl head in my Tommy boxers [00:22.13]But really though, she a silly ho [00:23.94]Cause you know the Fergenstein getting plenty dough [00:25.95]She don't get nothin' from a nigga though [00:27.57]All she get is hard d**k and some Cheerios [00:29.68]Kinda silly though, but I'm lyrical [00:31.39]Bet I put him in the dirt with the penny loafs [00:33.25]No tint though, on my window [00:34.80]So you see a b***h shining in the Benzo [00:37.06]Balling! Got me feelin' like Jim Jones, I'm a pimp though [00:41.64]No limp though, couldn't copy my style in Kinkos [00:44.31]Put in work, run up on a killer then I put him in the dirt [00:47.57]Run up in the buildin', semi gon' squirt [00:49.44]That's what a b***h get when they getting on my nerves [00:51.35]I ain't lying, lay 'em on the curb [00:53.55]Riding on a killer who be coming at Ferg! (Damn) [00:56.01]Girl you twerk, twerk that kitty girl make it purr [00:58.97]Put in work, Flacko put 'em in the dirt [01:02.69]French got the shovel he gon' put him in the earth [01:04.49]Trinidad maniac with a all gold hearse [01:06.70]Yeah, uh, put in work [01:08.05]Schoolboy Q with a pound of the purp [01:10.11]So much work he'll smoke up the Earth [01:11.83]Polo Ground, A$AP World [01:14.24](Haaan!) That ain't Kanye, that's Montana [01:19.78]Loose cannon, he shot me so I had to do it [01:25.10]Put him in the dirt, put him in it first [01:28.47]I just sold a swammy with ten hommies on it [01:32.40]Her ass fat, you could park ten Tahoes on it [01:35.81]When they mask up, comin' for your ice [01:39.74]When they bare-faced, they comin for your life [01:43.11]Baby don't pray for me pray for the weak [01:46.92]I'm drinkin' lean, it help me sleep [01:50.50]Illuminati? I'm from the streets [01:54.48]Never sold my body, we takin' bodies [01:58.10]Put in work, put in work [02:02.02]Put in work, put 'em in the dirt [02:05.44]Shout out that motherland, 12 years old with guns in hand [02:08.96]They don't ask no questions, b***h, all they do is bang bang bang [02:14.49]They don't ask no questions, all they do is bang bang [02:19.02]I said I do this for them shottas, Trinidad I love ya [02:23.39]I do this for them shottas, Jamaica I'm your brother [02:27.02]I know a b***h from VI, yeah yeah yeah that's my partner [02:31.13]You got a problem with it, then, then, then, then that's your problem [02:34.65]I **** with Asian b*****s And I **** with Migos [02:38.09]I **** with Haitian b*****s, all they speak is Creole [02:41.75]I said all I speak is real, y'all niggas might hate me but [02:46.19]That don't get no deal, I said no that don't get no deal [02:49.51]I just now got my deal, but I been gettin' this money [02:53.33]No green card in this struggle, immigration give you nothing but work [02:58.50](Put it in work) [03:01.75]Yawk, Yawk, Yawk, Yawk! [03:04.74]A lotta niggas died, should've been from Hoover Street [03:08.37]No I do not have a car, but I could buy one every week [03:11.98]Pimpin' like I'm 33, move keys like I'm 36 [03:15.61]Ship O's like I'm 28, Tacoma know I'm pushin' weight [03:19.37]O-X-Y I'm in your state, eatin' off your dinner plate [03:22.93]My heart live where Santa stay, super fly, I need a cape [03:26.70]Niggas throwin' b*****s back and forth, they on my d**k [03:30.33]Passion drippin' off her lip, she say she never had a crip [03:33.95]Uh, put in work, all big booties make ya twerk [03:37.61]All big t*****s lift your shirt, show a player what you're worth [03:41.34]Yeah, put in work, spray his ass in front the Church [03:45.01]Deacon said I did my shit, the pastor said, 'That b***h turnt' [03:48.68]Pop my collar on my shirt, make these niggas go berserk [03:52.35]Shippin' units, Captain Kirk, takin' xannies poppin' percs [03:55.93]Might not last, I'll bomb ya first, turn your backseat to a hearse [03:59.75]Back to the lab with mother Earth, had to give Young Ferg a verse [04:03.42]A lot of homies cried, due to crimes, homicide [04:06.99]Drivin' by, poppin' nines, Pakistan, Columbine [04:10.66]Out of line, pistols barkin' "Ar, ar" ride or die [04:14.47]Write a script, design a line, all I see is dollar signs [04:18.13]You want that pretty Flacko? Ratchets, designer jackets [04:21.41]The same niggas who jack it be the first who claim we faggots [04:25.13]My b***h is a movie actress, side b***h won a beauty pageant [04:28.91]Got a chick that worked at Magic [04:30.82]But I'm so damn fine make a nigga look average [04:32.53]See my daddy in heaven, right next to Ferg's [04:36.76]You know what's up I'm throwin' bucks, Loaded Lux, put in work