Wrist Up

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AyTee

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(Made a bag, now I'm walking with my wrist up)
Made a bag, now I'm walking with my wrist up
Lost some friends, now you know that they gon' switch up
Walking late at night, you know that I stay blicked up
Blue strips all over, so you know my money cripped up
Nah nah bro, I stay 'away from gangs, yessir
Ha ha bro, .40 leave you hurt, yessir
Grra grra bro, let the ruger bang, yessir
La la bro, she singing to my verse, yessir
Waa haa, bullets make him twitch, huh
Look in my safe, yeah you know pretty rich, huh
Got a few holes, he gon need to stitch up
Put him in the sky, then put him in a ditch yuh
Put him in a ditch
Ima get the broom, I ain't talkin bout a witch, no, no, no
How much powder? just a pinch
We been gettin lit, kinda like a candle stick, ohhhh
In the kitchen, and we cookin up the bricks, ohhh
Mess with my brothers, and I turn into john wick, ohhh
In my bag, extended barrel on the stick, ohhh
Got gold in my teeth thinking I need a toothpick, ohhh
I need a toothpick and I need it now
Mag as long as a yardstick and it's real loud
We get the job done quick, hole between your brows
Hollows flying out the blick, and they eat your scalp
And you know you'll meet the clique, if you use your mouth
Throw a bomb, tick tick, right up in your house
Made a bag, now I'm walking with my wrist up
Lost some friends, now you know that they gon' switch up
Walking late at night, you know that I stay blicked up
Blue strips all over, so you know my money cripped up
Nah nah bro, I stay 'away from gangs, yessir
Ha ha bro, .40 leave you hurt, yessir
Grra grra bro, let the ruger bang, yessir
La la bro, she singing to my verse, yessir
Waa haa, bullets make him twitch, huh
Look in my safe, yeah you know pretty rich, huh
Got a few holes, he gon need to stitch up
Put him in the sky, then put him in a ditch yuh
Ima get that Gucci, and that Louis, and that Prada
Spend a bag at Neimans, boy you know I got a lot of it
Shoot him quick, into bits, take his things, what a devious lick
Ima take all his things, and I'll let the .30 bang
Ima let the choppa sing, if it wanna do it's thang
Dropped 40 on a chain, off my neck it gonna hang
You can test me if you want, but know I got the best aim
Made a bag, now I'm walking with my wrist up
Lost some friends, now you know that they gon' switch up
Walking late at night, you know that I stay blicked up
Blue strips all over, so you know my money cripped up
Nah nah bro, I stay 'away from gangs, yessir
Ha ha bro, .40 leave you hurt, yessir
Grra grra bro, let the ruger bang, yessir
La la bro, she singing to my verse, yessir

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