*1st Verse*
(V. Scripts)
If anybody moves, they'll get eradicated
yea, Im a batter waiting
talk, I swing, and I smash your face in
battle me that'll be a tragedy
strategy is what I use to amuse these fools
slept on V, if you snooze you loose
tarantula
Spider-Man couldnt be this spectacular
your caught in a web of vernaculars
Swerge then I Chaf till the casket comes
my kicks are Orange, Rigamortis
stiff and horny
chicks is on him
shit gets boring, pimpin, scorin
like Im frikkin Jourdan
Up in Vegas, rollin face
you'll never face us
got some sticky and some papers
to the face we smokin 8 blunts
got a bad chick from Jamaica
and another one from Italy
Im literally the epitome
of pimpin please, remember me

*Chorus*
(V. scripts)
So watch me work (Swerge!)
Work, Work (Swerge)
So watch me work (Swerge!)
Work, Work (Swerge)
So watch me work (Swerge!)
Work, Work (Swerge)
and Im'a kirk, and Im'a kirk
aaah so watch me work
(x2)

*2nd Verse*
(Khinomyte)
Now watch me work
So icey with the Cuban links, them Oye's on my shirt
The Loud Campaign in the bitchh, somebody break up all this purp
Khinomyte, hella nice, I make niggas think twice, fosho tho
Grab the Mic, spit bars all night, wake up then hit that hydro
I rock like Bovice, I roll my fucking face off
Travolta, on South Beach at Space playing pool baseball
Aye, Khino on his slumdog. Yall act tough, but yall don't know.
I don't play Eric Snow, but I turn up Tim Tebow
And when we blow it down, we spark them by the two's
So chuck them deuces up, 2 up 2 Down we can't lose
From Chesapeake to Bad News, board cruise ships to Cancun
the captains looking at us like, "Who's paying for these damn coons?"

*Chorus*
(Khinomyte)
Now watch me work, Im sitting on this work
It's time to go to work, Aye gangstas don't dance fuck a jig and fuck a jerk
so watch me work, yea ima go to work
I'm smoking on this purp and sippin syrup, watch me work
go to work, ima go to work, yea go to work
now watch me go to work, yea go to work
Ima go to work
(tell these niggas its time to go to work man)


*3rd Verse*
(V. Scripts)
Headed for the top
got an Everest flow
its evident tho
and I bet its gon blow
so F it, call it a terrorist flow
Im inhaling this dro
while I sit on this throne
Jersey in my heart, I never left home
I got love for my state, never let go
levitation, elevate to heaves gates
escalate to escaldes
street dreams and better days
in eleventh grade, Renegade, was already killin the game
women givin brain for limitless days to niggas with change,
and this never change
I spit with terror, this apparent with twisted parents
became a little twist of venom
mixed up in him
acid spittin scripts prescription serum
and niggas quick to fear him
cause haters get real uncomfortable
when your flow is untouchable