I cook in the kitchen… My chef skills are vision… Got the game in submission… Oh I fail.. Oh they wishing My baguettes are Simpson Colors so loud you best listen… If you stop me from getting mine Truss me its gona end up in crimson. Bottles full up When I roll up in the club… Cupid showed me money So money want to show me love. Got a Persian girl Calling me to come and hug… Pockets so deep and comfy Me I call her Persian rug. HOOK Boi, I get that work.. Yeh Boi, I get that work.. Yeh Boi, I get that work.. Yeh Boi, I get that work.. Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Verse 2 My precision a collision If your in the way of wisdom… Real street dude real street clues We all know the code of the living. No cop speak Stay on hustle for the upkeep I put in work 24 7 So the luck won’t F**k me You’ll get struck b The broke joke so ugly… And the no hope it still bugs me So my rows of diamonds bugs b Ya hear me life no lie This life not funny.. The road to broke is no joke No good at all just bad or ugly HOOK Boi, I get that work.. Yeh Boi, I get that work.. Yeh Boi, I get that work.. Yeh Boi, I get that work.. Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Verse 3 I Skrrrrrrrrr When I pull up… She Purrrrrrrr When she full up. The way I act out She know me as a classic, And when she act out I know she be like so gymnastic Yes its fantastic It could go crazy they’ll be four I’ll be the super hero The rest of them are on my tour I get whats mine Hoping you get whats yours But ima Lion in the game You gona feel the bite and roar! HOOK Boi, I get that work.. Yeh Boi, I get that work.. Yeh Boi, I get that work.. Yeh Boi, I get that work.. Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh