Kodak Black - We Working (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Kodak Black - We Working (en) Lyrics
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You getcho’ lil cressy on this
You getcho’ credit for
These niggas be playin’ with you
like you don’t get your work in
I was bout’ to message you when
I seen you with that skirt on
Fore’ they do anything, gotta
do that with you first, huh
I was chasin’ that pussy, I walked
in all the way to the circle
Fore’ they go anywhere, bae
I gotta take you first
Ain’t on no gay shit, but I
grew up snatchin’ purses
I was on the E-way, I was
thinkin’ bout E-Murder
I was on the E-way, thinkin’
bout Auntie Emelda
Think I know everything, that’s
why I don’t respect my еlders
Every time I try to lеave the
hood that be my downfall
It be feelin’ like I can never
make it far without y’all
I love my niggas so much,
I cry if he don’t answer
Any time I don’t hear from Jack Boy
them, I can feel my head hurt
Huh, any time I don’t hear
from Jack Boy them
You gon’ betray me anyways,
so I don’t want no friends
I ain’t never let nobody
gettin’ too close again
My baby mama said I shouldn’t
trust you
I hated that you really
let the bitch be right
Cause she always wrong
You ain’t say congratulations
when yo’ dawg came home
I need an X pill, that’s the only
way I can go to you for real
I been tryna’ get straightened,
but it ain’t workin’, uh
Cause every time that we talkin’,
you switch yo’ story up
My nigga sittin’, cause
somebody snitchin’
We tryna’ get the witness
to switch the story up
Tell the bitch to stop takin’
pictures, they disturbin’ us
We workin, ayy, three, four, five,
six perkies, I'm on the road
Big jit sittin’ here nervous,
you gotta go
Got shotguns, in the Suburban,
about to shoot
Pull up on the side of me swervin’,
ten car, ten coupe
Lotta’ money gettin’ contagious,
I keep gettin' mo'
Fuck nigga, I know you remember
I was kickin’ in do’
We workin’, I put different patches
round the trenches, it hurt me
Shoulda never put you in position,
it’s our fault
VA bussin’ checks and hittin’
big licks, it’s my fault
Tryna’ turn my friendships
into business
Tryna’ turn a penny to a million
I’ma make sure all you niggas feel me
He say I’m a bitch, but
he know different
How the fuck I got six
fuckin’ killin’s
I be tryna keep my bullshit
out my lyrics
Yeah, niggas play like they don’t
know what the deal is
Uh, I be talkin’ boss
talk, twenty sixty
I been turnin’ wash cloths into riches
I mean rags to riches, yeah
I like Spanish bitches, uh
Pull up, Jags and Bentleys
Bag and tag these niggas
I got lavish, yeah, uh
Bussin’ checks, bussin' sweat
I’m sellin’ death, they know that
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