Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sound


Interface


Difficulty level


Accent



interface language

en

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie policy   |   Support   |   FAQ
1
register / login
Lyrkit

donate

5$

Lyrkit

donate

10$

Lyrkit

donate

20$

Lyrkit

And/Or support me in social. networks:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Key Glock

Work

 

Work

(album: Glockoma 2 - 2023)


Band
Let the BandPlay

Wake up, no pancakes, just syrup
Ten toes down, yeah, stay on alert
I get it in like the first and the third
This shit I got on, it came out the dirt
All of this money, I feel like I'm cursed
I lost my dawg, every day this shit hurt
I lost my dawg, every day this shit hurt
His voice in my head keep on telling me "Work"

Yeah, I work, work, work my ass off
Can't work with all these bitches
Yeah, I work, work, work my ass off
Ain't trusting none of these niggas

Yeah, I ran that a bag up, fuck nigga back off
Still tryna take all my opps head off
Still killing this shit, my bad y'all
Diamonds on, you ain't Glock, you a bad dog
Yeah, I ran that a bag up, fuck nigga back off
Still tryna take all my opps head off
Still killing these niggas, my bad y'all
Diamonds on, you ain't Glock, you a bad dog

Hellcat, the Range, go with no track out
Hit the gas, you can hear when I smash out
Yeah, just like that nigga, hands down
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tryna blow this lil' bitch back out, yeah
I been in the cut, now I'm back out, yeah
I been in the cut, but I'm back now, uh
Nigga, I still bring them racks out, yeah
Nigga, I still got racks coming in
Nigga, I still bring them plaques out, yeah
Don't judge me, bitch, that's how I is

Nah, for real, hold on, excuse my French
I'm in uh, France right now
I'm-, yeah

Wake up, no pancakes, just syrup
Ten toes down, yeah, stay on alert
I get it in like the first and the third
This shit I got on, it came out the dirt
All of this money, I feel like I'm cursed
I lost my dawg, every day this shit hurt
I lost my dawg, every day this shit hurt
His voice in my head keep on telling me "Work"

Yeah, I work, work, work my ass off
Can't work with all these bitches
Yeah, I work, work, work my ass off
Ain't trusting none of these niggas
Yeah, I work, work, work my ass off
Can't work with all these bitches
Yeah, I work, work, work my ass off
Ain't trusting none of these niggas

Yeah, I ran that bag up, fuck nigga back off
Still tryna take all my opps head off
Still killing this shit, my bad y'all
Diamonds on, you ain't Glock, you a bad dog

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?