I’m Workin Larry June

[Hook]
Aye bitch! I'm workin!
Now have that pasta cooked when a real nigga done
Hoe bitch! I'm workin!
I got my money up and bought twenty more guns
Aye bitch! I'm workin!
Realest nigga in the game. Let me show you how it's done
Aye bitch! I'm workin!
Aye you niggas ain't trappin. Nigga you livin with yo mom

[Verse 1]
I tried to make a fuckin song for the radio
That's when I realized I'm a real trap nigga
I swear that choppa knock a nigga off his patio
Meet me at Trader Joes. Thirty for a whole chicken
I got these hoes astonished
All these yellow diamonds
Choppas like a shotta
Niggas try to rob it
Catch another body
Larry, do you trap?
I don't know. Probably
Bitch you're out of pocket
Are you off a molly?
Super duper trappin
Rolly cost a Caddy
Askin all these questions
Larry, are you mobbin?
Niggas got a problem
All my niggas slidin
When I'm out in Houston, gotta keep the rocket
Damn I just hit a fuckin pot hole
Aye! Scraped up my fuckin Forgi-atos
You hear that beepin? That's the money counter
I'm on a mission. I've been moving faster
Throughout the pain. Nigga never panic
Two hundred thousand. Kept it in the attic