Do Your Job Lyrics

(One, two, three)
(Mason on the beat, Mason on the beat)
Uh
Haha, uh
Uh, uh
Uh-uh

My bitch so bad, look like Nicki Minaj
The sport kit come with the car, it gotta stay in the garage, huh
I gotta get even, all of that shit was so odd, huh
Niggas ain't touchin' me, I put that shit on God, huh
Can't save no ho, no, I won't even try, huh
He ain't lit in life, he only lit online, huh
You know what you for, lil' ho, come do your job, huh
You know what I mean when I say I want your jaw

I been geeked all day
I got bottles on the way
I ain't at no carnival, but she gon' let me paint her face
She been blowin' up my line
Hit it once, I'm MIA
I got secrets I can tell, but I'm too real, so I won't say
I can't kick it with no ho-ass
Bitch-ass, not up in the street-ass
Lyin' on that beat-ass rappеr nigga
I let that Smith & Wesson clap like it's cappеr, nigga
See, I ain't playin' with these niggas like an action figure
I spend that bag and get it back, don't check my balance, nigga
See, I ain't stressin' 'bout nobody, ain't no challenge, nigga
I run this bag up, livin' lavish, nigga
I need my crib like a palace, nigga

My bitch so bad, look like Nicki Minaj
The sport kit come with the car, it gotta stay in the garage, huh
I gotta get even, all of that shit was so odd, huh
Niggas ain't touchin' me, I put that shit on God, huh
Can't save no ho, no, I won't even try, huh
He ain't lit in life, he only lit online, huh
You know what you for, lil' ho, come do your job, huh
You know what I mean when I say I want your jaw