Make It Work Wizz Havinn

[Intro]
(Pyro)
Aight
Nigga, uh
(Everybody eats, B)
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Better get in where you fit in, nigga, make it work (Make it work)
Young rich nigga, I be saucy, thousand-dollar shirt (Yeah, yeah)
This bitch said she want a motherfuckin' Chanel purse (Huh?)
Got her in the whip and asked her, "Do that fuckin' head work?" (Bitch)
I beat my feet, nigga, call this shit a lil' leg work (Just a lil' leg work)
Fast life, every night I live, it's a damn blur (Fuck)
Bad hoes at my shows liftin' up they damn skirt (Liftin' up they damn skirt)
All I rap 'bout is trap shit and poppin' damn Percs (Uh)

[Verse]
Wizz Havinn is what the kids sit home and search (They on YouTube and shit)
I'm tryna get my own strain of weed and drop some merch (For sure, nigga)
I hit the dеntist, nigga went glee, hoes went bеrserk (Glee, glee)
Pullin' up exotic rental, nigga, this ain't the one from Hertz (Skrrt)
Fuckin' on your bitch, I made her squirt, now your ass hurt (Uh, uh)
Might cop a Goyard bookbag, not the man purse (I'ma get the other one, though)
Nigga done tried you like a bitch, now your fans hurt (Damn)
If you wanna go in zombie mode, then the Xans work (Uh)
I'm on a Perc' in front of the mic just sayin' shit (Okay)
But whatever I say, I guess it make sense, they play this shit (Okay, okay, yeah)
Trappin' out of Bnbs, they takin' up the rates and shit (Damn)
Never hated, I waited my turn, I was on some patient shit (Nigga, uh)