Worker Vae Vanilla (Ft. Nuk)

[Intro: Vae Vanilla]
(BangThatShit)
Punch what? Serve who? Nigga
Fuck off, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Vae Vanilla]
Punch what, serve who? Drive this
Right idea, but you got the wrong bitch (Wrong bitch)
Take my own wrists, got my own wrists
Ten K on the rose gold chain and it's dipped (And it's dipped)
When M.I.A., make 'em pay just to find me
Hit twenty-three states without a case, somebody crown me (I need a crown)
Let me find out you said you put somebody on
Heard you cryin' on the phone like, "Big bro, give me a loan" (Cryin' to that nigga)

[Verse 1: Vae Vanilla]
Bitch, I been active, they thought I was lackin', I was stackin'
You was down before corona, I remember how it happened
On me, I was already sittin' on some cheese
Know I caught some cars too, I'm always with it if it's green (You know I did)
That nigga ain't the plug, he a motherfuckin' perper (Cap)
I'm more of a finesser, not no motherfuckin' worker (Hell nah)
Still push the whip 'cross the map if it's worth it
Nigga claimin' that he havin' but his pockets really hurtin' (For real, T)
Boy, your name don't ring bells nowhere
As far as name-droppin', I ain't even finna go there
How you rep a hood, can't claim who you know there?
Cappin' like it's good, nigga, you can't even go there (You can't even go there)
And you bitches really lame, see me goin' up, now she tryna ride the wave
Tried to steal the sauce, they said it don't taste the same
I can name a hunnid ways for hoes to find they own lane, for real (Ayy, ayy, ayy)