Make it work Nettspend

[Intro]
(cranes)

[Chrous]
We in the car, we drunk as shit
Told my brother, "Slow down," because we swerving like a bitch (Yeah)
Ain't no gimmicks to this shit, said, "I’m the shi—"
Said that, "I can't make this work," but you can make it work, girl

[Verse]
In the club and I'm alone
Pants saggin’ to my dick and I'm still clutchin' on my pole, girl
And the girls I used to know
Yeah, I hate to tell y'all bitches, but y'all ain't the shit no more, girl
Ain't no fun up in this shit, yeah, if you broke
That's why my brothas got a bag and flipped it fast and we don’t fold
Speeding fast in the desert, even mags
Pushing fast in this Benz, pushing fast in this class
Fuck school, said, "That class was really ass,"
I still fucked up on that bitch, her ass was fat, her ass was fat
(And if you tell me—)
S—Sleeping my music, need a CPAP
Went to NYC
I’m wit' phrеshboy, up in Saks, buyin’ what we see
Said that "I can't make this work," but you can make it work, girl
In thе club and I'm alone
In the club and I'm alone