D0n.J - Workout

Oh bring the package in
Ohh bring the package in
Oh bring the package in
Ohh bring the package in
I can't stop working my wrist
I can't stop working my wrist in the pot for the check
Sick dog I'ma muhfucking vet
Am I cool she like yea
Check
I bring the package in like it's the mail
Bitch I got that work out who got it for sale
Catch me on the street like I'm riding Rodeo
Everywhere that money go uma be there
I ain't gotta jump in the pussy I lay up
Gang signs look like we speaking in braille
Everywhere that money go uma be there
I bring the package in like it's the mail
Ok wasup witcha
Pop out with us and move
Can't get in this function if you can't comply to rules
Migo trippin if you think you gon be star of the room
I'm the Don of the room
Tell them boys they missing it I'm big shit
Diamonds ain't flickering on my wrist yet
It's looking like I'm never getting picked here
But at the end of the day
I'm just a squirrel in the world
And all you niggas acorns
What the fuck is you on
I kno that ain't your joint
She look like Draymond
You the type before you hit the bitch you put some Drake on
I'm the type I never had a day one
Can I be honest with niggas
Can I be honest with niggas
I bring the package in like it's the mail
Bitch I got that work out who got it for sale
Catch me on the street like I'm riding Rodeo
Everywhere that money go uma be there
I ain't gotta jump in the pussy I lay up
Gang signs look like we speaking in braille
Everywhere that money go uma be there
I bring the package in like it's the mail

Written by:
Don'Tray Jenkins

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