Gigging

Gigging, I give it

Gigging, so when I get it

I stay gigging, they be wigging

From City to city, slay, I’m living

Lights, Camera, Action

Welcome to the show

Gritty kitties only, nono basic hoes

Call me Pam Handle, cuz' I’m living on the road

Call you when I can babe, but I gotta gig and go

I hit the stage, I drop it low and then I split it

Sweep up the dollars like the crumbs up in my kitchen

I freak you out the way, I pick ’em up and lick them

But I’m on PrEP, bitch I've got debt, and I’m not chicken

Gigging, I give it

Gigging, so when I get it

I stay gigging, they be wigging

From City to city, slay, I’m living

I work hard, but party harder

Sweaty bodies, dirty dollars

Bending backwards, thottin', boppin'

Music pumping, never stopping

Nother gig, nother wig, hella big

Nother flight, nother club, same night (Gaga)

Gotta bag packed with my tips and my swag

Getting paid to keep it painted like Kryolan (How odd)

Let’em know that I only came to gig it

So we can’t speak, if you just tryna kick it

The world is a vault and I’ve got it on lock

I’ve got a big mouth, so fuck a small talk

I got no time, so I can’t be clocked

But my time is coming like I fucked my watch

Gigging, I give it

Gigging, so when I get it

I stay gigging, they be wigging

From City to city, slay, I’m living