My sore (true), my wrist sore (true) You want no problems, bitch, no hiccups No hiccups, no hiccups, no hiccups, no He ain't that drama, bitch, no hiccups I trust no one My wrist is frozen
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 that's 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, bring it back I-I'm in the VIP, they pay me for this shit I'ma be if I be here, that's your car note on my wrist
My sore, my wrist sore You don't 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 lookin'
Ice cold, too cold, I Gave her dick and I split (Fuck a Birkin') like I got a shift (Puttin' work in) Youngest nigga poppin' (Bitch I'm certain) Don't want no kids that's bad as (Hold up, I had plans) Had my whole life give and go (That shit 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 Copped my the latest Mercedes-Benz I was all alone, Gunna ain't got no friends We just went to the mall and spent a couple talk it all and end up shakin' hands She offer me some pussy, might My first baguettes lookin' some glass Might the pedal tryna do the dash
Mhm Mhm Mhm