Beelow - What U Workin' Wit lyrics

Beelow: sh** n***a you ain't know, this that ballin' click n***a This how we do it n***a drop a thousand on the floor and don't even miss it Ha, whatcha you workin wit, ha, I'm workin wit a mil, n***a what You ain't heard Chorus: (repeat 4x) 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 n***a 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: repeat 4x 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 f** 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 n***a, I'm that n***a 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 n***a Chorus: repeat 4x 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 b**hes 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 n***a what If it ain't about paper n***a keep ya mouth shut n***as worried about my D Impala blocking on my sh** I'm workin wit a mil or better n***a Chorus: repeat until fade