Lyrics:
Versace on my wrist
Baby, make a wish
You could sell your worry
But you can't afford my outfit
Versace on my wrist
Baby, make a wish
You could
Sippin' my cup of this muddy, muddy
When I fuck on these bitches no lovey-dovey
Got a flood on my wrist, I was mellow yellow
Had a flood on my
Your gaze
Garland of fluid jade
Garden of lucid clay
Soft mist
Winds around your wrist
And up past trembling lips
Bitch I feel like XXX
Bitch I gotta go and flex
I just spent a hunnit thousand
On my wrist that's on my neck
Deathmachine turns its wheels
We've abandoned this city
We've abandoned ourselves
Bound by the ankles
Hung at the wrists
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I know my wrist be dancing crazy
Been on some fly shit lately
Used to be so damn patient
But now it's fuck you, pay me
Can't
enough,
To the extent of being a bore
I need you to tell me no
Slap my wrists and send me home
Tell me I can't come again
Now why are you crying -
the wrist too
Froze
Oh
My wrist too froze
Oh
My wrist too
Froze
Oh
Wrist too froze
Oh yah
Gucci wallet cost a dub
And I made it back
Whoa
Me and 23 in
Shout out my wrist and neck
Shout out my wrist and neck
I'm a man of respect
Man of respect
And I'm a nigga with a check
Nigga with a check
homies
It's quite enormous, my dinosaurus
You're my tourist, come be my tourist
I bought vatore
Bought my wrist some more wrist
12 at the door, flush it
I'm a go freak that wrist
I'm a go freak that wrist
I'm a go freak that wrist
I'm a go freak that wrist
I'm a go freak that wrist
I'm a go freak that
It's that million dollar bash
Well, I looked at my watch
I looked at my wrist
Punched myself in the face
With my fist
I took my potatoes
Down
We in the Maybach truck, ridin' with them sticks (sticks, sticks, sticks)
Baby, what you see is what you get (yeah)
I just put a house on my wrist
YOUR WRIST
GNAW YOUR WRIST
GNAW YOUR WRIST
GNAW YOUR WRIST
GRAB THEM ALL AND MAKE THEM DROOLING
THINK ABOUT NOTHING THAN YOUR REST
SOON YOUR JAW WILL BE
on it)
I been switching in it (I'm on it now)
Catching distance in it (skrttttt)
Wrist wrist mixing in it
I just got a brand new pot
I put something
Cut my Wrist and left me to die
All you wanted was to darken my Light
Cut my Wrist and left me to die
All you wanted was to darken my Light
I've had
Yea
I got something on my back
Girls on my side
Gat much shayo on my hand
Ice on my wrist
I got something on my back
Girls on my side
Gat much shayo
Versace on my wrist
Baby make a wish
You could sell your Rari
But you can't afford my outfit
Versace on my wrist
Baby make a wish
You could sell
I got a new bitch
Ice on my wrist
You know i am rich rich
You know i am rich
I got a new bitch
Ice on my wrist
You know i am rich rich
You know i am
pleased
It's the best mistake, he could make
And it's my favorite piece
It's just great
The flick of a wrist
Twisting down to the hips
So the lovers
1990's Gothic bitch
Caught a body
Flipped a brick
Fucked his bitch
Took his shit
Diamonds dancing on my wrist
Vlone monster
Wood faced huntress
Two
1990's Gothic bitch
Caught a body
Flipped a brick
Fucked his bitch
Took his shit
Diamonds dancing on my wrist
Vlone monster
Wood faced huntress
Two
Yeah
Uh, big boy shit (big boy shit), yeah (yeah)
Brand new Richard Millie, big boy wrist (big boy wrist), yeah
I been gettin' it, gettin' it,
stressing
Backward progression
Feeling the tension
Yeah
I need you
I need you
You kiss my lips
And slit my wrists
I need you
I need you
You kiss my lips
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