Work
A$AP Ferg feat. French Montana Trinidad Jame$ ScHoolboy Q & A$AP Rocky Lyrics


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I gotta close the window before I record
'Cause New York don't know how to be quiet

Coogi down to the socks like I'm Biggie poppa
Keep your girl head in my Tommy boxers
But really though, she a silly ho
Cause you know the Fergenstein getting plenty dough
She don't get nothin' from a nigga though
All she get is hard dick and some Cheerios
Kinda silly though, but I'm lyrical
Bet I put him in the dirt with the penny loafs
No tint though, on my window
So you see a nigga shining in the Benzo
Balling! Got me feelin' like Jim Jones, I'm a pimp though
No limp though, couldn't copy my style in Kinkos
Put in work, run up on a killer then I put him in the dirt
Run up in the buildin', semi gon' squirt
That's what a nigga get when they getting on my nerves
I ain't lying, lay 'em on the curb
Riding on a killer who be coming at Ferg! (Damn)
Girl you twerk, twerk that kitty girl make it purr
Put in work, Flacko put 'em in the dirt
French got the shovel he gon' put him in the earth
Trinidad maniac with a all gold hearse
Yeah, uh, put in work
Schoolboy Q with a pound of the purp
So much work he'll smoke up the Earth
Polo Ground, A$AP World

(Haaan!) That ain't Kanye, that's Montana
Loose cannon, he shot me so I had to do it
Put him in the dirt, put him in it first
I just sold a swammy with ten hommies on it
Her ass fat, you could park ten Tahoes on it
When they mask up, comin' for your ice
When they bare-faced, they comin for your life
Baby don't pray for me pray for the weak
I'm drinkin' lean, it help me sleep
Illuminati? I'm from the streets
Never sold my body, we takin' bodies

Put in work, put in work
Put in work, put 'em in the dirt

Shout out that motherland, 12 years old with guns in hand
They don't ask no questions, nigga, all they do is bang bang bang
They don't ask no questions, all they do is bang bang
I said I do this for them shottas, Trinidad I love ya
I do this for them shottas, Jamaica I'm your brother
I know a bitch from VI, yeah yeah yeah that's my partner
You got a problem with it, then, then, then, then that's your problem
I fuck with Asian niggas and I fuck with Migos
I fuck with Haitian niggas, all they speak is Creole
I said all I speak is real, y'all niggas might hate me but
That don't get no deal, I said no that don't get no deal
I just now got my deal, but I been gettin' this money
No green card in this struggle, immigration give you nothing but work
(Put it in work)

Yawk, Yawk, Yawk, Yawk!
A lotta niggas died, should've been from Hoover Street
No I do not have a car, but I could buy one every week
Pimpin' like I'm 33, move keys like I'm 36
Ship O's like I'm 28, Tacoma know I'm pushin' weight
O-X-Y I'm in your state, eatin' off your dinner plate
My heart live where Santa stay, super fly, I need a cape
Bitches throwin' pussy back and forth, they on my dick
Passion drippin' off her lip, she say she never had a crip
Uh, put in work, all big booties make ya twerk
All big titties lift your shirt, show a player what you're worth
Yeah, put in work, spray his ass in front the Church
Deacon said I did my shit, the pastor said, "That nigga turnt"
Pop my collar on my shirt, make these bitches go berserk
Shippin' units, Captain Kirk, takin' xannies poppin' percs
Might not last, I'll bomb ya first, turn your backseat to a hearse
Back to the lab with mother Earth, had to give Young Ferg a verse

A lot of homies cried, due to crimes, homicide
Drivin' by, poppin' nines, Pakistan, Columbine
Out of line, pistols barkin' "Ar, ar" ride or die
Write a script, design a line, all I see is dollar signs
You want that pretty Flacko? Ratchets, designer jackets
The same niggas who jack it be the first who claim we faggots
My bitch is a movie actress, side bitch won a beauty pageant
Got a chick that worked at Magic
But I'm so damn fine make a bitch look average




See my daddy in heaven, right next to Ferg's
You know what's up I'm throwin' bucks, Loaded Lux, put in work

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Work" by A$AP Ferg feat. French Montana, Trinidad Jame$, ScHoolboy Q & A$AP Rocky depict the 'hustler's mentality' in a dark context. The song starts with Ferg saying, "I gotta close the window before I record, 'cause New York don't know how to be quiet," to express how rough life is in his city. The first verse is about Ferg making money while satirically describing a girl's attraction to him. The chorus repeatedly says, "put in work" discussing the mentality that one must put in the work to achieve success. The second verse is rapped by French Montana and describes the risky lifestyle he has as a criminal. The third verse rapped by Trinidad Jame$ describes his respect for his roots and those who fight their way to the top. The fourth and final verse rapped by ScHoolboy Q discusses his own success as a rapper and the risks he takes for his success. Throughout the song, the artists use explicit language and violence to illustrate their experiences in the harsh realities of living in the streets.


Overall, the song "Work" by A$AP Ferg feat. French Montana, Trinidad Jame$, ScHoolboy Q & A$AP Rocky portrays the harsh reality of life in the streets and the struggles and sacrifices that must be made to become successful. The lyrics depict risk-taking, illegal activities, poverty, and violence to paint a picture of the difficult life that is glorified in many rap songs.


Line by Line Meaning

I gotta close the window before I record
I need to shut the window because New York is too noisy


Coogi down to the socks like I'm Biggie poppa
Wearing Coogi from head to toe, just like how Biggie Smalls used to wear them.


Keep your girl head in my Tommy boxers
Your girl is wearing my Tommy Hilfiger boxers.


But really though, she a silly ho
But honestly, she is not very smart.


'Cause you know the Fergenstein getting plenty dough
'Cause you know, A$AP Ferg is making a lot of money.


She don't get nothin' from a nigga though
She is not getting anything from any guy.


All she get is hard dick and some Cheerios
All she gets is sex and a bowl of Cheerios.


Kinda silly though, but I'm lyrical
It might sound ridiculous, but I'm a talented lyricist.


Bet I put him in the dirt with the penny loafs
I'm confident that I can defeat my enemies.


No tint though, on my window
I don't have any tint on my car window.


So you see a nigga shining in the Benzo
So everyone can see me shining in my Mercedes-Benz.


Balling! Got me feelin' like Jim Jones, I'm a pimp though
I'm balling and feeling like Jim Jones, but I'm still a pimp.


No limp though, couldn't copy my style in Kinkos
I don't limp, and no one can imitate my style.


Put in work, run up on a killer then I put him in the dirt
I put in the work by confronting and defeating my enemies.


Run up in the buildin', semi gon' squirt
If I need to, I'll go into a building and use my semi-automatic gun.


That's what a nigga get when they getting on my nerves
That's the kind of consequence a person will face if they irritate me.


I ain't lying, lay 'em on the curb
I'm not lying, I would lay them on the curb as in defeat them.


Riding on a killer who be coming at Ferg! (Damn)
I'll take down any killer who comes at me.


Girl you twerk, twerk that kitty girl make it purr
Girl, dance and make your body move.


Put in work, Flacko put 'em in the dirt
We put in the work and A$AP Rocky finishes them off.


French got the shovel he gon' put him in the earth
French Montana is burying the enemy with a shovel.


Trinidad maniac with a all gold hearse
Trinidad James is crazy, and he has an all-gold hearse.


Schoolboy Q with a pound of the purp
Schoolboy Q has a pound of Purple Kush.


So much work he'll smoke up the Earth
He has so much work that he could smoke the whole world.


Polo Ground, A$AP World (Haaan!) That ain't Kanye, that's Montana
Polo Grounds and A$AP World belong to us, and that Haaan! is not a Kanye West ad-lib, it's French Montana's.


Loose cannon, he shot me so I had to do it
He is unpredictable, he messed with me, so I had to take action.


Put him in the dirt, put him in it first
I defeat my enemies and put them six feet underground.


I just sold a swammy with ten hommies on it
I just made a successful drug sale with ten friends by my side.


Her ass fat, you could park ten Tahoes on it
Her butt is big, you could park ten SUVs on it.


When they mask up, comin' for your ice
When they wear masks, they are coming to steal your jewelry.


When they bare-faced, they comin for your life
When they don't wear masks, they're coming to kill you.


Baby don't pray for me pray for the weak
Don't pray for me, pray for the less fortunate.


I'm drinkin' lean, it help me sleep
I'm drinking codeine with soda, and it helps me sleep.


Illuminati? I'm from the streets
I'm not part of the Illuminati, I'm from the streets.


Never sold my body, we takin' bodies
I've never worked as a prostitute, but we do kill people.


Put in work, put in work
We work hard every day.


Shout out that motherland, 12 years old with guns in hand
Shout out to our motherland, where kids as young as 12 years old carry guns.


They don't ask no questions, nigga, all they do is bang bang bang
They don't ask any questions, they just shoot.


I said I do this for them shottas, Trinidad I love ya
I make music for the gangsters, I love Trinidad.


I do this for them shottas, Jamaica I'm your brother
I make music for the gangsters, and I'm like a brother to Jamaica.


I know a bitch from VI, yeah yeah yeah that's my partner
I know a girl from the Virgin Islands, and she's my partner.


You got a problem with it, then, then, then, then that's your problem
If you have a problem with that, then that's your problem.


I fuck with Asian niggas and I fuck with Migos
I'm cool with both Asian people and the rap trio, Migos.


I fuck with Haitian niggas, all they speak is Creole
I'm cool with Haitian people, and they speak Haitian Creole.


I just now got my deal, but I been gettin' this money
I just now got my record deal, but I've been making money all along.


No green card in this struggle, immigration give you nothing but work
There's no easy way out of the struggle, all immigration gives you is hard work.


(Put it in work)
Put in the effort to succeed.


Yawk, Yawk, Yawk, Yawk!
This is a signature ad-lib from A$AP Ferg.


A lotta niggas died, should've been from Hoover Street
Many people have died and came from Hoover Street.


No I do not have a car, but I could buy one every week
I don't own a car, but I make enough money to buy one every week.


Pimpin' like I'm 33, move keys like I'm 36
I'm a skilled pimp even though I'm young, and I move drugs like a more experienced dealer.


Ship O's like I'm 28, Tacoma know I'm pushin' weight
I sell drugs out of Tacoma, and I'm making a lot of money at 28 years old.


O-X-Y I'm in your state, eatin' off your dinner plate
I'm selling OxyContin (O-X-Y) in your state, and profiting off of your drug addiction.


My heart live where Santa stay, super fly, I need a cape
I have a big heart, and I'm super cool and unique.


Bitches throwin' pussy back and forth, they on my dick
Girls are throwing themselves at me and competing for my attention.


Passion drippin' off her lip, she say she never had a crip
She's really into me, and she has never had sex with a gang member before.


Uh, put in work, all big booties make ya twerk
We work hard and big butts make you want to dance.


All big titties lift your shirt, show a player what you're worth
All big breasts, show me what you've got and impress me.


Yeah, put in work, spray his ass in front the Church
We put in work, and killed him in front of a church.


Deacon said I did my shit, the pastor said, "That nigga turnt"
The deacon said I did a good job, and the pastor said I killed it.


Pop my collar on my shirt, make these bitches go berserk
I pop the collar on my shirt to look cool, and it makes the girls go crazy.


Shippin' units, Captain Kirk, takin' xannies poppin' percs
I'm shipping drugs, like Captain Kirk of Star Trek, and I'm taking Xanax and Percocet.


Might not last, I'll bomb ya first, turn your backseat to a hearse
I might not live long, so I'm willing to start a fight, and your car will become a hearse.


Back to the lab with mother Earth, had to give Young Ferg a verse
Back to the studio with my drug equipment, and I'm giving Young Ferg a feature.


A lot of homies cried, due to crimes, homicide
Many of my friends have cried due to the violence and crime.


Drivin' by, poppin' nines, Pakistan, Columbine
Driving around and shooting guns, with references to Pakistan and the Columbine High School massacre.


Out of line, pistols barkin' "Ar, ar" ride or die
We're always ready for a fight, and our guns make the sound "Ar, ar".


Write a script, design a line, all I see is dollar signs
I write a rap song, design clothing, and all I see is money.


You want that pretty Flacko? Ratchets, designer jackets
You want A$AP Rocky, but beware of the dangerous women and his expensive style.


The same niggas who jack it be the first who claim we faggots
The people who rob us are the first ones to call us gay.


My bitch is a movie actress, side bitch won a beauty pageant
My main girl is an actress, and my side girl won a beauty pageant.


Got a chick that worked at Magic
I have a girl who used to work at a strip club named Magic.


But I'm so damn fine make a bitch look average
I'm so good-looking that I make even an attractive girl look average in comparison.


See my daddy in heaven, right next to Ferg's
My father is in heaven, right next to A$AP Ferg's father.


You know what's up I'm throwin' bucks, Loaded Lux, put in work
I'm very generous and throwing money around, just like the battle rapper Loaded Lux. We put in work to make money.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, THE ADMINISTRATION MP, INC.
Written by: RAKIM MAYERS, QUINCEY HANLEY, DAROLD DURARD BROWN, KARIM KHARBOUCH, NICHOLAS WILLIAMS, STEVEN PUGH

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Comments from YouTube:

@TehStylishone

How is this song not over a couple mil? Banger

@IXPOLxiv

Swear everyone was playing this back then. Shits only at a mil tho. :/ had to be SoundCloud or sum lmao everyone was bumping this

@thissuckslikeanoob637

Q does it again and again. Making every track he Collabs in a million times better

@kamontephillips8290

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@offairent

Here Strangerr does song with ASAP Ferg protege Marty Baller https://youtu.be/Yoz7BHkWMOs thank us later 🎬🔥

@mellyg7933

Schoolboy killlllleedddddd it

@buncleruntz

Fergs verse goes so hard

@17munohe

Ferg and montana went hard.

@divockorigi3899

First listened to this when my cousins put it on i was like 13 lol still a favorite of mine at 19

@lyimmomagani102

Freg, Q & Rocky Murdered it.

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