My sore (true), my wrist sore (true) You want no problems, bitch, no hiccups No hiccups, no hiccups, no hiccups, no He ain't bout drama, bitch, no hiccups I don't no one My wrist is lookin
Ice cold, too cold, Might her dick and then I split, mhm Workin' I got a shift, mhm Youngest nigga shit, mhm Don't want no kids bad as shit, yeah Had my life 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, it right back I-I'm in the VIP, 'cause pay me for this shit I'ma be here if I be here, that's your car on my wrist
My sore, my wrist sore You don't no problems, bitch, no hiccups No hiccups, no hiccups, no hiccups, no He ain't bout 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 dick and then I (Fuck a Birkin') Workin' like I got a (Puttin' work in) nigga poppin' shit (Bitch I'm certain) Don't want no kids bad as shit (Hold up, I had plans) Had my whole give and go (That shit right back) 24, now 24 (Yeah, like 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 Jordan for the kids, mhm I it like a bridge, mhm Copped my the latest Mercedes-Benz I was all alone, Young ain't got no friends We just went to the mall and a couple bands I'll it all and end up shakin' hands She me some pussy, might finesse My first lookin' like some glass Might pull the pedal do the dash
Mhm Mhm Mhm