"Work Different" lyrics

Ah
Alright
Damn, Highxlass, I need this one

Million-dollars worth of jewelry on, I'm just boolin'
Rich as fuck, so gettin' on my bad side is just stupid
Don't pay attention to what I say, man, it's just music
I ain't gotta send lil' Tay, could have a bitch do it
Hundred shots on this bitch, that's why it keep shootin'
Spent a hundred on a Rio piece, then made 'em redo it
Rich nigga, I went to the feds and I ain't eat noodles
Double five-percent on this bitch, you can't peek through it

I got another watch and you ain't peep this one
This nigga said he had a hundred blocks, we know he pretendin'
I'm rich as fuck, tomorrow I can wake up and buy three Bentleys
Million-dollar wire on house arrest, this just the beginnin'
In the halfway house with hundred racks of cash, how my week ended
Oh, yeah, I bought another watch, you didn't see this one
And I got another chain gettin' made, I went three-fifty
You want a verse and a video? Just give me three-fifty
A hundred fifty racks when I pop out 'cause I come hefty
Give me a quarter-million dollars, I'll pop out with my son with me
I just seen a nigga leave Lenox with his trunk empty
He said he had some dog shit, but it wasn't with him

Understand you watched your brother get smoked, but how you come witness?
Poured an ounce of Quagen in the twenty-ounce, so wasn't nothin' in it
Damn, she got some good pussy, I keep nuttin' in her
We had the best sex ever, she split her Perc' with me
I only got two-million-dollars cash, brodie, work with me
This nigga called me broke. Man, what?. I got Smurk with me
Take it to the grave, you did dirt with me
I ate her pussy, had to wipe my eyes, she got squirt in it
I'ma automatically think you tryna fuck, bae, don't flirt with me
My cup don't look shit like Dave Blunts, I got syrup in it
The pants is Chrome Heart, but the shirt different
When you see your brother get his brains blew out, that shit hurt different
Twenty songs in one day, bitch, I work different
I just smoked a Swisher Sweet with Chief Keef, it had Earth in it
I'll go and buy my other bitch a AP, that'll hurt feelings
Damn, I can't call my rap "bitch" 'cause she with her nigga
Guess what? I got a rap bitch, she tryna work with me
She tryna make a song, I'm tryna work with her
I'm tryna have sex and do a verse with her
She say she really love the way I smell, I left my shirt with her
Sprite muddy as fuck, look like dirt in it
The .45 kinda snappy, gotta jerk with it
Went in the bathroom behind a bitch, it smell like twerk in it
She half-naked with a BBL, I see her skirt slippin'
I know I love this bitch, I went to church with her
She told me, "When we get married, she gon' drink the purp with me."
I got a new flow, you ain't heard this one
I got a bad bitch at Nubo waitin' with her sister