Wrist Out The Freezer

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Its a AP (sheesh)
Do you like what you see (yup)
I got these diamonds on me (yup)
I got more breesh for the re-up
My niggas throw B's or the C's up
Need my cut need my salad that caesar
She get to topping like pizza
When I pull my wrist out the freezer
Yeah my lil wrist is anemic, that bitch is a treesh, and she got her some D cups, yup
Introduce her to me and the team she so dirty that lil bitch wan clean us up
In a G37, I swerve and burn rubber lil bitch you can eat my dust
And the racks falling out of my pockets I thought the lil bitch was tryin squeeze my butt
Thought I was fuckin with her she a munch
F*ck my dentist wake up smoke the runts
Had to cut off them games for the funds
This shit got way too real like Jumanji
Bitch I jumped off the porch with no bungie
No teddy bear your bitch wanna hug me
Start a war cuz your bitch wanna tug me
Cuz I got juice your nigga wan punch me
Huh, huh, huh (yeah, yeah yeah)
Huh, huh, huh (yeah, yeah yeah)(let's go)
Don't know what you heard lil bitch we living lovely
We steppas' we tackling shit just like rugby, you cannot run shit
Hop off my feet and I speed in a porsche
Do this shit everyday I don't even get bored
Hop off my feet and I speed in a porsche
She getting wet I don't need a resort
Hop off my feet and I speed in a porsche
Hop in the whip and I give her the tour
Hop off my feet and I speed in a Porsche
She got her hands up no ceilings of course
You gave me salt I was down bad in the cut
But now that I'm up I can see the remorse
Count it up, I'm still needing some more
Count it up, while you niggas snore
Now I'm starting to see ghosts everyday
In a Wraith, with Ben Franklin lil boi'
Fresh outta debt, gimmie' credit lil boi'
Fresh to death, seen me leavin' the morgue
Get a check, then I'm on to the next
I'm just, getting more and not less
He died just tryin get what cold on my neck
Remind em' we down to die for respect
Remind em', we finna blind em
Leave em' witt shiners tryina stop us from shining
You wasting time, my niggas (uh)
Checking the bezel our wrist we on timing, honestly
Huh, huh, huh (yeah, yeah yeah)
Huh, huh, huh (yeah, yeah yeah)(let's go)
Don't know what you heard lil bitch we living lovely
We steppas' we tackling shit just like rugby, you cannot run shit
Hop off my feet and I speed in a porsche
Do this shit everyday I don't even get bored
Hop off my feet and I speed in a porsche
She getting wet I don't need a resort
Hop off my feet and I speed in a porsche
Hop in the whip and I give her the tour
Hop off my feet and I speed in a porsche
She got her hands up no ceilings of course

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