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