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Cartier on my wrist
It shine like a purple mist
No bust down just plain jane
Cartier on my bitch
She pour that four actavis
Now she leaning in her

(Sicko)
Got bust down on my wrist though (Yeah)
Know I'm sicko
Got Alyx on my buckle (Woah)
Know we sicko (Sicko)
We pull up and we let go (Yeah, yeah)

just to make you mine

Just think about it
What if I bout you're a Benz
Just think about it
Or put diamonds on your wrist
Just think about it
Could we be

I took a round trip
And my wrist on a mountain
At the party I'm making announcements
I took a dub and it turned to 1000
I'm in traffic I’m getting

like teen spirit shoutout Kurt Cobain
I just hope one day you switch oh
Need a genie right now, grant my wish oh
I don't even care about an iced wrist

forign
naal choppers attached
Style mera gangsta
Koi na match
Style ena fly
Sexy awaaz
Rap ena khaass
Aonda ni baaz
Wrist utte patek
Bitches ne rachet
Move

these final moments when my end has come
When there's nothing human inside

Now please excuse the blood
From this slit wrist tragedy
My spirit never

the microphone and tear it apart

These words hit
Hit like a fist
Slang from the wrist
I do it for the art
Words from my lips
To a place that exists
On my list
I

around my neck
You know I'm fleXXin
Like I just came out the gym
Yeah, I am fleXXXin
Water drippin' off my wrist
I'm just fleXXXin
FleXXXin
FleXXXin
You

and tried to hit me, grabbed my wrist and told me that you hate me
But it's okay, I even love the way you hate me

I tried to tell you that you're better

on game, i'm a king of course
I'm a boss, You is a boss, what ya need?
We got plenty of racks of money
I got water, my wrist it's Fiji
Put you deep in that

50 on my wrist (Fifty)
I been balling ever since I was a jit (Yeah)
And I don’t even talk no more (I don’t talk)
Shit is not like before (Like

a big body stick
They say to do better I'm better than ever I cannot afford to get hit
I get me a cheque I don't need an assist
My left wrist on froze

wrist
Hoping time will fly
It’s a struggle to grind
When you tryna survive
It’s like I’m numb to the pain
Make it harder to cry
Know that one day
I’m gone

riding
Window's got blue in the tint
Matching with the diamond's that be blue on her wrist
I kept it real with you every time a hundred percent
If I did it

Halloween, so she screaming hallelujah
When I put this mask on, act like I don't know ya
Cartier my wrist, make a project in Magnolia
Weezy F Baby and the F

these haters wish that they could stop it
All they wanna do is just start shit
Don’t start shit
My god bitch
You got a fake Rolex on your wrist wrist

I'm good baby thought you should know
Can't fuck wit a broke hoe no
Two-tone diamonds on my wrist I bling

I don't need a queen to be a king
I see

I pull up to your house like I own the fricking place
I don't ever go on dates cuz I'm in and out of states
Ice on my wrist, like I'm pouring in

on time
Remind you of Ashanti
My wrist wrapped in a rollie
Drop top need a brollie
Tell me where were you in the grind
So don't act like you know me

wasn't fucking with me back then
Yea, you see the VV's on the T.V 
I fully loaded my wrist
You don't hear nothing but bow bow
I won't let up whenever I'm

I remember all those problems that I use to juggle
Til I put the pieces all together like a puzzle yeah
Now I hold my wrist up and it drips just like

If you're looking for me, You know you can find me in the A
I've been running 'round, I've been running up the cake
Flood my neck and wrist, I've

5D shit 
Double my wrist 
Found myself in 3 dimensions

I'm on some 5D shit 
Double my wrist 
Found myself in 3 dimensions

I'm on some 5D shit 
Double