Wrist (feat. Solo Lucci)
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Wrist (feat. Solo Lucci)
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Wrist, drip, wrist, drip
Wrist, drip, wrist, drippin' and drippin'
Wrist (skrr, skrr), tip, four, tip, wrist
Drippin', Drippin', Drippin', Drippin'
Drippin', Drippin', Drippin, Drippin'
My wrist 'bout 30 below
Why would I be worried 'bout hoes?
And if you ain't ever leaning, swerving in traffic
You ain't sip that dirty before
Catch me tipping on 4, diamond drippin'
Prolly sippin' on 4
Ferragamo slippers dipped 'em in gold
With so many women, think I'm pimpin' on hoe
Cause my wrist still drippin', 44's still tip
In the cut with my hittas, no they do not miss
I'm a champagne pourin' nigga
I love big asses and tits (show me them tities)
And if you're here just to witness
I just promise this
Hold my wrist (skrr, skrr), tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 4, 4's, tip
On my wrist, tip, four tip
Wrist drip, 4, 4's tip
No he not ballin' like us
Who the fuck he think he is?
You gotta come to my city
You gotta see how we live (pull up with the drug dealers)
You should just come on the bed
I should just fuck you right now
Oh just forget what I said, I just be thinkin' out loud
Thinking out loud, thinking out loud
Can I hit in the mirror? (yeah)
I wanna see your body clearer
Let's think out loud (think out loud)
Got my wrist doin' 85 in a 35, 35, 35
Wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 4, 4's tip
On my wrist, tip, four tip
Wrist, drip, 4, 4's tip
My wrist thirty below, it cost about forty
Got fifty on me, my neck is retarded
But nigga I don't get it, my bitch is a baller
But she from the streets, so don't get us started
Handcuffs like I got arrested homie
Ferragamo's on me got me flexin' on 'em
Mud, mud, got all these taxes on me
Diamonds shining that's for VVS's only
Leanin' off activis, tippin' on four
Thinkin' 'bout when you just sleep
On it like mattresses
But that's how it go
I'm gettin' that dough and I'm about
To count up like it's calculus
I got my name out that trappin' shit
But I got the fame out this rappin' shit
Now my watch and my chain is immaculate
Got my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 4, 4's tip
On my wrist, tip, four tip
Wrist, drip, 4, 4's tip
Oh my wrist, tip, four, tip
Wrist, drip, 4, 4's tip
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