Look At My Wrist

Yeah
Young Purple man
Yeah
Gang gang
Gang gang
First off y’all ain’t fuck with me
So please don’t expect me to fuck with y’all
Last year was all making friends
My nigga this year I’m getting money though
Rolling one while I’m smoking one
I’m already high you know how that go
Lotta niggas putting up shots
But we the only ones getting buckets though
I’m like fuck it though
Funny how they was funny style just a year ago
Back then they didn’t want me
Now I’m hot, bitch, Mike Jones
Nonstop bitches suckin', fuckin', sending pictures
I could put my niggas on, never pictured all of this
When we was getting chips and cheese out the corner store
Flashback like twelve years old
Young as fuck already know the code
Niggas wildin' for the cheddar cheese
Westside to Cabrini green
Niggas parking lot pimpin' catching P’s
Got supply? Well I got the need
We got loose squares, crack, dope, pills
White tee’s, weed, lean, DVDs
We got everything, holla at me, nigga, what you need?
21 with them leather seats, 17 with the plasma screen
Cluckers get your ass a wedding ring
Dreaming about the problems money bring
When you used to not having shit
Young niggas brag about everything
Like damn look at my wrist dog, damn look at my bitch dog
Damn look at my crib dog, damn look at how I live dog
Damn I be I be getting fits off, damn look at my rims dog
Damn look at my whip dog, look at all this fuck shit
Damn look at my wrist dog, damn look at my bitch dog
Damn look at my crib dog, damn look at how I live dog
Damn I be I be getting fits off, damn look at my rims dog
Tired of all that fuck shit, gang gang
(Huncho! Huncho! Huncho!)
New bitch let me slide right in there
I’m that nigga now you might’ve been
And my sprite probably violet
Bitch with me staying solid
Folks and them pushing up it get violent
Blacked out shit frightening
High and fly like a pilot
Get more jaws than a trident
And I took lil bitch from an island
Still I’ll play her like a violin
And that guap on me I ain’t hiding
Folks and them get the call and they sliding
Two door whip super heavy I’m flying
Make songs, ribeyes and Mac on the side
Fendi color interior of my ride
Watch the interior, straight from Nigeria
Whole lot of money go straight to material shit
Expensive ass burgers, I ain’t on that cereal shit
Niggas still talking they walking
Know Rock got a hundred I’ll probably go get him right quick
We could just end this right quick
Your hoe just asked could she see me right quick
Hold up I’m finna go hit her right quick
Like damn look at my wrist dog, damn look at my bitch dog
Damn look at my crib dog, damn look at how I live dog
Damn I be I be getting fits off, damn look at my rims dog
Damn look at my whip dog, look at all this fuck shit
Damn look at my wrist dog, damn look at my bitch dog
Damn look at my crib dog, damn look at how I live dog
Damn I be I be getting fits off, damn look at my rims dog
Damn look at my whip dog, damn look at my rims dog
Tired of all that, tired of all that, tired of all that