[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Have ya workin' nigga

Have that work

Have ya workin' shawty

Yeah

[Chorus]

I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'

24/7, I be workin', be workin'

I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'

So, baby, hit me back, 'cause I'm workin', I'm workin'

I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'

24/7, I be workin', be workin'

I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'

So, baby, hit me back, 'cause I'm workin', I'm workin'

[Verse 1]

I been workin' like a dog, but I ain't done yet

Worked 24 hours, I ain't broke no sweat

Call me baker man, shawty, 'cause I cook the piеs up

And its skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, when I scrape the sidеs up

Sent off for a pack, 'bout three hundred tied up

If the state patrol pull him over, then its over

Get a brick from Keyshon, sell it full to Dion

Hit apartments, [?], shawty all mad

A lot of green in my car, with some money, green 6's

With some money green 1s, and a money green mink

I'm the plug, like the shit you put in your light switch

I got jungle fever, pimpin', man I love that white bitch

Where the rubber bands, nigga, at the fuckin' trap house

And I'm still hood enough to slap my jacket black out

I'm a real street nigga, pimp shit, trap shit

Tell these trap hatin' niggas they can suck my dick

[Chorus]

I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'

24/7, I be workin', be workin'

I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'

So, baby, hit me back, 'cause I'm workin', I'm workin'

I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'

24/7, I be workin', be workin'

I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'

So, baby, hit me back, 'cause I'm workin', I'm workin'

[Verse 2]

Fifty bricks, no God damn pot

I weigh the money on the scale if its right, stash that

Different track, smash that, big check, cash that

.357 Bulldog, I'ma blast that

I'm a trapaholic, dawg, I'ma addicted to the trap

And I'm on a trapathon, tryna make a million stacks

I'm a real trap nigga, so I make trap songs

For the niggas in the trap to get their trap on

I'm a real street nigga, so my [?] sag low

7:30 on the dot, and my Jacob said so

A bale for the Quincy Carter, sent 'em forty [?]

And my pocket jiggy, roll five thousand trip

Thirty thousand dollar pills, going for Isiah Thomas

Thirty-two thousand dollars, same number Magic Johnson

And a pound of mid-grade and its going for the uno

That spinach in my pocket, like Popeye fightin' Pluto

[Chorus]

I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'

24/7, I be workin', be workin'

I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'

So, baby, hit me back, 'cause I'm workin', I'm workin'

I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'

24/7, I be workin', be workin'

I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'

So, baby, hit me back, 'cause I'm workin', I'm workin'

[Verse 3]

Bitches call me Mr. Winters 'cause I serve a lot of birds

Niggas call me Mickey D's 'cause I have a billion served

Captain Winters numbers down, dawg, nine, ninety-nine, six

Want ninety-nine bricks, I'm payin' all my hoes rent

Haters mad at the kid, I'd be mad too

I don't walk through the club, baby girl, I swag through

Got a hundred-thirty-thousand in this Louis bag, boo

Got a Ray Charles recipe, I'll make ya do, eat it too

Got a new trap house in the God damn hood

Yeah, the heat fucked up, but the stove works good

East Atlanta, Zone 6, thats my clique

Hood rich, so I put the Gucci print on my bricks

I ain't never had a job, I'm a God damn trapper

Trash can full of nothin' but empty brick rappers

Its a brick sendin' party, all the hustlers invited

But don't take no flicks, or you'll get indicted

[Chorus]

I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'

24/7, I be workin', be workin'

I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'

So, baby, hit me back, 'cause I'm workin', I'm workin'

I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'

24/7, I be workin', be workin'

I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'

So, baby, hit me back, 'cause I'm workin', I'm workin'