BEELOW - What U Workin' Wit lyrics

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[Beelow:]

Shit nigga you ain't know, this that ballin' click nigga

This how we do it,

Nigga drop a thousand on the floor and don't even miss it

Ha, whatcha you workin wit, ha, I'm workin wit a mil, nigga what

You ain't heard

[Chorus: x4]

What u workin wit, what u workin wit, what u workin wit, ha

What u workin wit

[Verse 1: Beelow]

I'm workin five hundred thous, to you dummies that's a half a mil

To some of that, invested it in my grill

Got these diamonds on my wrist shining

And if you haters get to close, it's for sure to blind ya

It ain't no since in me stunting

Talking 'bout a roll in the hummers

Cause I know them boys be some chiefing last summer

Buffet fire is my drink, and I drinks it daily

So I buys it by the truck load, so I can bag my lady

Nigga fade my that's a unt uh

I can't be stopped

300 thousand shift when my album dropped

Brand new video bumping, so they can see my face

And a thousand strong streets he might have paid for the way

Ballin records on the map yeah we setting it off

No Limit Soldiers ain't the only one that can bat in that south

300 dollar studio to make these hits

Yeah we workin wit a mil or better

[Chorus: x4]

[Verse 2: Beelow]

I'm workin wit that Cadillac jeep when it's time to flex

And I had to buy my own bank to cash these checks

Gotta string of music thugs so I can roll these tapes

And I'm thinking bout that million-dollar home on the lake

Okay, unt uh, that ain't that ballin motto

Spend big faces by the million like I hit the lotto

Got cost by the car load, by the truck load

My big ballin status keep they mind on fuck ho's

Playa haters all around us trying to figure out how I did it

How got it by how I get was how I live it

Thugged out for sure, with that ballin armor on my chest

Ready for war, cause it protects me like a vest

Seven figure nigga, I'm that nigga that brought you ackin bad

Rolling on them things, making my cheese how the hell they bad

Whoa! You ain't know I had it like this

I'm workin mil or better nigga

[Chorus: x4]

[Verse 3:]

I'm workin wit a mil or better

As I flex in that stretch Lex

Throw away mo cash then yo last year paycheck

Roll big blunts, we use nothing but big faces

Ask me why I do it cause I love my money chasing

Love stunting, I play them ho's how it goes

Put that dick in they life and keep them bitches on they tippy toes

And when I roll it gotta be them big bodies,

17's spinning, if you don't know it

Break you off in a second that's how us ballers do it

Drop the ki's on the dice like it ain't nothing to it

Gotta floss on them haters make 'em respect my mind

Uht oh you done had ya turn boy now its my turn

Ballin 4 Billions in yo face like ha nigga what

If it ain't about paper nigga keep ya mouth shut

Niggas worried about my D Impala blocking on my shit

I'm workin wit a mil or better nigga

[Chorus: repeat until fade]