[Intro]
Flexx Beats
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[Verse 1: WurkBoy]
Where they was at when I couldn't stand up?
Now I'm all grown up, they think I'm handsome
Now these bitches askin' questions like I got answers
Now these bitches wanna sex me 'cause my bands up

[Pre-Chorus: WurkBoy]
So when I pull up in that foreign, they don't know what to do
Them n***as said I'm a target 'cause they don't know what to do
So when I pull up in that foreign, they don't know what to do
Them n***as said I'm a target 'cause they don't know what to do

[Chorus: WurkBoy]
They don't know what to do, but I know what to do
They don't know what to do, but I know what to do (I know what to do)
They don't know what to do, but I know what to do (I know what to do)
They don't know what to do, but I know what to do (WurkBoy)

[Verse 2: WurkBoy]
She like, all my n***as bosses, "I could fuck with you"
To live this lifе, you got to pay the cost, you couldn't fuckin' lose
She your wifе? She said she gon' divorce you and leave with no news
[?] pick and choose
She about that life [?] so she quick to prove
Any n***a wrong who think she ain't the truth
Pussy n***a gone, she give me the news
While she singin' my songs, give him the blues
So take off that thong and [?]
I stay blowing strong, you smell it in the room
[?] she wasn't tryna move
[?] Wurk shit got paid, that's what I was tryna do
She said, "I'm tryna escape from him and live life with you"
I don't take n***as' bitches, but I got my eye on you
All these n***as hatin', fraudin', they got no loot
All these n***as snakes, so I [?]
[Pre-Chorus: WurkBoy]
So when I pull up in that foreign, they don't know what to do
Them n***as said I'm a target 'cause they don't know what to do
So when I pull up in that foreign, they don't know what to do
Them n***as said I'm a target 'cause they don't know what to do

[Chorus: WurkBoy & FBG Duck]
They don't know what to do, but I know what to do
They don't know what to do, but I know what to do (FBG shit)
They don't know what to do, but I know what to do (FBG, bitch)
They don't know what to do, but I know what to do (Turn up)

[Verse 3: FBG Duck]
They don't know what to do, I pull up in that Bentley coupe (Skr-skrrt)
Press a button in that bitch and let back the roof (Yoom)
The lights on it playin' peekaboo (Ooh)
Pull up on your ho and her friend playin' pick and choose (Thotty)
Look at me and then look at you
N***a, I'm doin' great, you lookin' pitiful (It's all bad for you)
You see I'm gettin' money and it's killing you
If you want it, I can show you how to get it, too (Money)
N***as sayin' what they finna do
If I fronted you some work, you wouldn't know what to do (You wouldn't know how to move)
You fuck with me and then I fuck with you
N***as sayin' fuck me, then it's fuck 'em, too (One hundred)
But I don't really fuck with too many (No, no, no)
Better realize n***as do envy
They don't know what to do if I shoot semi (Brrt)
I'ma keep shootin' 'til it's too empty (Gang)
[Pre-Chorus: WurkBoy]
So when I pull up in that foreign, they don't know what to do
Them n***as said I'm a target 'cause they don't know what to do
So when I pull up in that foreign, they don't know what to do
Them n***as said I'm a target 'cause they don't know what to do

[Chorus: WurkBoy & Yung Solo]
They don't know what to do, but I know what to do
They don't know what to do, but I know what to do
They don't know what to do (They don't know), but I know what to do
They don't know what to do (RDE, SMG), but I know what to do

[Verse 4: Yung Solo]
So when I pull up in that foreign, I'm like, "Bust a move" (Skrrt)
All these bitches in my face and they tryna slide off 'cause I'm the dude (Facts)
RDE, SMG, GWB, bitch, we the move (Squad)
And all my n***as Golden, we gettin' to the dough, no April Fools' (Nah)
And I keep it one hundred, O-T-double R, lil' n***a, how about you? (Only the real relate)
And I'm steady on my grind, homeboy, I ain't got no time to snooze (At all)
They don't know what to do (Nah), but I know what to do
All my n***as in the field winnin', winnin', broke boy, don't know how to lose (At all)
'Member back in the days and I ain't get no money, ain't know how to move (Me?)
N***as sayin' I'm a target, but lil' n***a, you don't know how to shoot (Nah)
We'll pull up on you block, get to dumpin', lil' thot set the line on you (Grrlah)
You don't know what to do and you so confused
My n***as bust the tool and put you on the news
I called that play and switched the audible
N***as hate on us because we are the truth (Gang)
And feds tryin' lock us, but they got no proof (Facts)
[Pre-Chorus: WurkBoy]
So when I pull up in that foreign, they don't know what to do
Them n***as said I'm a target 'cause they don't know what to do
So when I pull up in that foreign, they don't know what to do
Them n***as said I'm a target 'cause they don't know what to do

[Chorus: WurkBoy]
They don't know what to do, but I know what to do
They don't know what to do, but I know what to do
They don't know what to do, but I know what to do
They don't know what to do, but I know what to do