[Intro: Bambu]
Yeah

Got that Old Spice paste in my hair, yeah
And in my eyebrows too
G shit, bang

Yah
Ok Phat, this is take two

[Verse 1: Bambu]
But
[Do he not know who he fuckin' with?] Do he not know who he fuckin' with?

Yo
He must like harm
Im saying my dawg 'Do he know who he fuckin' with?
[Me! (x3)]
I got the alarm
And got the night guard
As soon as he rushin
There's fishing line across the door
Soon as he triping
He slide on the floor
I take out the chrome I say man hol' up
Better you keep your ass down on the floor
I am not here to bring you any pain
I just came up with the get some backpay
In the break room, you know my face [You know my face bruh']
I know you tripping
You got a kid in school
And those bills from the college are high [Way high]
You just remain cool
And I get you a couple of stacks between you and I
Now it's the safe [pfft], easy [Easy]
I've been back here slaving my shifts'
And my boss is dumber than fuck, when he open it up
I memorised all of the clicks
Six left [Uh], nine right [Uh], five twice [Uh], clap thrice [Clap * 3]
Spin, handle to the left
Now we celebratin' for the night
In my...
[Hook]
Dickies black chucks black hoodie and a beanie (x4) [Bang Bang]

[Verse 2 : Bambu]
The homies over at Macy's [What up bruh?]
And they runnin' scams on a daily
They can see money's a movin' [Ching Ching (x2)]
But that don't reflect in none of their wages
So, the homie will ring you up for a pair of socks [Hey] and validation [Thank you!]
You walk out with half a stack worth of that
Name brand fashion

Got you name brand bangin'
Goin' cocain slangin'
While the ones who born to money lookin' down in distaste [?]

I ain't say shit I AK [Rrrah]
I put cott-on my face [Hello]
Shotgun buck shots, three a crate?
Clearance sale [Hurray]

Now I ain't suggesting you rob your job
I am suggesting you talk to your boss [Hey let me talk to you real quick]
And say, you don't treat me like I am a family man
Im taking off into your jaw
Im sayin', it's class work
It's bad grades
And we work hard
For unjust pay
And that congress man who rep' your state [Fuck that fool]
Got a twenty grand check to lock you away
So I say, do what it may
This for these kids, and DTLA [Brrrrah]
They make a million dollars off a slave
So my uniform of the day
Gon' be...
[Hook]

[Outro: Bambu]
Give me the cash open the dope in the bag, grab all the money and dash (x4)
Give me the cash open the dope in the bag, grab all the money and dash (x7)
(Give me the cash, Give me the give me the cash (x2), Give me the cash
Open the dope in the bag [Brrrap] )
Dickies black chucks black hoodie and a beanie (x4) [Girl]
Dickes black chucks black hoddie, my weeny [Brrrah] [Working Klass Klassy laughs]

[Speach] [Not Bambu]
This one goes out for my hustlers
The working class
Nine-to-fivers and go-getters
Don't let green grass grow up under your feet
Get up, get out, and squeeze them streets -
Know what I'm talking about? [Agreement]
Don't let your dream turn to nightmares
The sky's not the limit - if you ain't scared. [Huh]
Now, who ain't told you?
I know the club close at two
But you still gone hit the after hours until the sky turn blue
Just make sure you get up before the rooster cry -
Gettin' ya early bird on, y'dig? [Yup]
Prioritize
Heavy on the grind
Make sure to keep your needs and wants separated - if you plan to make it
This is for my party workers
Yeah
Party Worker