[Lyric] 🤌 9 to 5 (TwistyP)

[Verse 1]
Know a dude with a lotta money, he's a crook
Made a buck off e-datin', had mama shook
If I see a nigga with my bitch, I won't even look
4PF better sign me, half them niggas crooks (Reuel, stop playin')

[Bridge]
Goin' to 4PF, oh my God
Can you fly the hook back in, Juug?

[Verse 2]
I don't even sell right, if I made no bands
I'll rob the whole Gucci store and make it a trend
Every time I smoke weed, put me in a trance
My last bitch was evil, she ain't have no bands
Every time I smoke weed, put me in a trance
My abuela was a witch, she knew what
The bitch disrespect me, I'ma slap the bitch
Sittin' just right with the felons, I'ma rob 'em up
If I catch a opp lackin', I'ma shoot 'em up
How you broke but got no money?
I got all the bands, all the strippers wanna dance, I got—
[Verse 3]
I'll slap a nigga 'til he listen
Don't care if the case is open, is the nigga snitchin'?
Don't care if the bitch did her hair
I'ma pull the tracks out
I'ma put the racks out
I'ma blow her back out
I'ma pull 'em out, roast a nigga
I know niggas in my city workin' 9-to-5's
Workin' 9-to-5's
Workin' 9-to-fi—