Work From Home (Freestyle)

[Intro]
Yo
Ay
Yah
Split
Slim Slim
Go

[Verse 1]

My bish is workin' from home but she also twerkin from home (home)
Bubble butt, bubble butt my nigga
Feelin i'm savage like Rich chigga
Spend my money right
Get right job, witcha say
I'l split my bars
Down coller
Like i hide dem in my pocket
Yah
Hide them in my pocket
No problem for that nigga
I got a lot of shit to try my nigga
Like yo nigga just dyin'
French shit on dem bishes get spark'd up with y'all BBGT shit nigga
Split just some flames that no one will notice (notice)
Like you ain't gonna get some dotice (dotice)
Mobile device, no levice
Yo enemies just tryna steal my house
Rob it like a lil bob (lil bob!)
You got the right one (right one)

[Pre-Chorus: Normani]
I know you're always on the night shift
But I can't stand these nights alone
And I don't need no explanation
Cause baby, you're the boss at home

[Chorus: Lauren]
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work
Work, work, work
But you gotta put in work, work, work, work
Work, work, work
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work
Work, work, work
Let my body do the work, work, work, work
Work, work, work
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh

[Verse 2]

Do some money all day just like yo lay (lay)
Go to the east to the west like Kanye (kanye)
To much bishes in my mansion
You a dumb loser nigga that got no shit
Tie yo hands, but yo gotta escape
Oh shit, i need a lil bit'
Yo niggas are bots
And yo niggas are some thots (thots)
Rich nigga (wha)
Yo got it right doe
Go

[Pre-Chorus: Dinah + Camila]
And I know you're always on the night shift
But I can't stand these nights alone
And I don't need no explanation
Cause baby, you're the boss at home

[Chorus: Lauren]
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work
Work, work, work
But you gotta put in work, work, work, work
Work, work, work
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work
Work, work, work
Let my body do the work, work, work, work
Work, work, work
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
Oh yeah, girl go to work for me (Work for me)
Can you make it clap, no hands for me?
Take it to the ground, pick it up for me
Look back at it all over me (Oh yeah)
Put in work like my timesheet
She ride it like a '63
I'ma buy her new Céline
Let her ride in a foreign with me
Oh, she the bae, I'm her boo
And she down to break the rules
Ride or die, she gon' go
I'm gon' jugg, she finessin'
I pipe her, she take that
Put in overtime on your body

[Chorus: Lauren & (Camila) & {Dinah}]
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work
Work, work, work (You ain't gotta go to work, no oh oh)
But you gotta put in work, work, work, work
Work, work, work (No....) {Ooh yeah}
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work
Work, work, work
Let my body do the work, work, work, work
Work, work, work (No, no, no, no, no, no!)
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh

[Interlude : Lil Slim C]
Yo got it
Yo got it
Call me yo gotti

[Outro: Camila]
Yeah, we can work from home (damn)
Yeah, we can work from home (yah)
Yeah (fo' sho)