My wrist sore (true), my sore (true) You don't no problems, bitch, no hiccups No hiccups, no hiccups, no hiccups, no He bout that drama, bitch, no hiccups I don't no one My wrist is lookin
Ice cold, too cold, re-e-e-e-e-ewind Gave her dick and I split, mhm like I got a shift, mhm Youngest nigga shit, mhm Don't want no kids bad as shit, yeah Had my whole give and go, mhm 24, on 24's, mhm on my bi-i-i-itch, mhm That's all on my wri-i-ist, mhm
Ass fat, bring it right I-I'm in the VIP, 'cause they pay me for this I'ma be here if I be here, your car note on my wrist
My wrist sore, my wrist You want no problems, bitch, no hiccups No hiccups, no hiccups, no hiccups, no He bout that drama, bitch, no hiccups, no hiccups I don't trust no one (no one!), my wrist is frozen
Ice cold, too cold, I Gave her and then I split (Fuck a Birkin') Workin' like I got a shift (Puttin' in) Youngest nigga shit (Bitch I'm certain) want no kids that's bad as shit (Hold up, I had plans) Had my whole give and go (That shit right back) 24, now 24 (Yeah, it's that) on my bi-i-i-i-itch, mhm That's all on my wri-i-ist, mhm
on my bitch, mhm Cuban on my wrist, mhm You hear we got rich, mhm Michael for the kids, mhm I it like a bridge, mhm my bitch the latest Mercedes-Benz I was all alone, Young Gunna got no friends We just went to the mall and a couple bands I'll it all and end up shakin' hands She offer me some pussy, might My baguettes lookin' like some glass Might the pedal tryna do the dash
Mhm Mhm Mhm