That Don’t Work Den

[Hook]
I said
God level
Young god flow
City screaming
"Win Dee!" like Chicago
Young pie boy
Shut ya pie hole..
Peter piper
Ain't getting my dough, uh
I'll son one of y'all
Team full of poachers
I'll hunt one of y'all
Man a brother tryna
Hustle, find the pieces
To this puzzle
I'm a dog I need a muzzle
Got me working on the double but if

[Chorus]
THAT DON'T WORK DEN
BACK TO THE KITCHEN x8

[Verse 1: D'Shaun]
Uh

Hit Matt on the jack
Tryna stack in a lac
Backpack full of raps
In the trap shooting kraps
Gimme dap and respect
If not, I'll attack Xbox
Jabs kinect hardcore
Triple x
With a cholo
Rolling in a low low
Plus I heard ya shawty
Wanna bounce just like a pogo
She with me cuss I ball
And she used to shopping BoGo
On a string around my finger
Sorta like a yo yo
My ex girls pissed off
Ehhhhh Robert Kelly
In these streets we go hard
Like DMX in belly
If the clock is ticking
Then we gotta get him
I Hit the squad then fill em in
On this evenings mission
I gotta greed I'm itching
For all ya papers and pensions
Mention I'm young and sticking
To more scripts than Indians
KILLING EM
Define competition
The testament has been written
Flip to the back of the book
And god wrote I'm winning but

[Chorus]