My wrist sore (true), my wrist (true) You don't 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 is lookin frozen
Ice cold, too cold, re-e-e-e-e-ewind Gave her and then I split, mhm Workin' I got a shift, mhm Youngest poppin' shit, mhm want no kids 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, it right back I-I'm in the VIP, 'cause they pay me for 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 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 then I (Fuck a Birkin') Workin' like I got a (Puttin' work in) Youngest nigga shit (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 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 Jordan for the kids, mhm I collect it a bridge, mhm Copped my the latest Mercedes-Benz I was all alone, Young Gunna ain't got no We just to the mall and spent a couple bands I'll talk it all and end up hands She offer me some pussy, might My baguettes lookin' like some glass Might pull the tryna do the dash
Mhm Mhm Mhm