Punched The Clock

I just punched the clock, I can't wait to bust a play Third shift, graveyard, got it out the way Open up the locker, text her, bae, I'm on the way she said I'm cooking breakfast, turkey bacon that okay? Then I bust up out the gate, six o'clock it's still dark Hit the lock button ten times, where'd I park? Got a couple outfits and some J's in the trunk DB Bouta Bag through the speakers when I bump Ooh, gotta scram, ayy, take my flick while I'm rolling Kenny Smoove lyrics for the caption when I post it Ayy, I'm your biggest problem, huh not your pinky toe ayy, ayy, come manwhich me baby, like a sloppy Joe Get it out the mud, it is what it was I got some family that ain't blood, but he still my cuz I think she love a nigga, she can't leave me alone She got upset when she found out about my other phone Oh, you missed a pipe? Bae, well, let me get you right Before we start, baby, I'ma need some electrolytes Cuz I be cramping, baby, and it f*ck up the vibe We sit back, laugh about that shit, then I'm back in them thighs I know she just a friend, but we been fucking for a while and Plus, she got a man, do everything I can to get back with my other bitch But see, my other bitch don't f*ck me like my gutter, bitch And every time I stroke her right, she tell me, run it back I close my eyes, pretend I'm sleep, she like a lumberjack She keep on gripping on that wood, talking about put him in But if I put him in, then we gon' need a Sprinter van Cuz if you back into this one way, ain't no pulling out Say she gon' catch it, get down on her knees, open up her mouth Lil' baby get upset when she don't know my whereabouts I'm staying dangerous, ain't shit sweet, bae, f*ck me now or later She put my CZ in her G-string when I need a favor And when I'm with it, she gon' pop off on her worst behavior Can't help but notice, Addy make her focus Break her off a piece of magic dick like hocus pocus Whoa