Gems Lyrics

Gems on ya wrist (okay)

Gems on ya wrist (okay)

Gems on ya wrist (okay)

Gems on ya wrist (okay)

Gems on ya wrist (okay)

Gems on ya wrist (okay)

Gems on ya wrist, You the one I want be with

I just want feel on ya (huh) I want you feel on my (uh huh)

I got a Glock on my hip, imma use it if a nigga try play with my bitch

And I don't mean to call you my bitch, But that's just what you is

Not gone let nobody try you

I want feel all on your body

All these niggas try to copy, But they do that shit too sloppy

Come home, come home I miss you

Fuck and talk that's just what we finna do

And I promise that I'm really feeling you

And I promise I'm not just tryn enter you

Gems on ya wrist

Gems on ya wrist

Gems

Gems

Gems

Gems on ya wrist

I ain't know I was gone go back in

Everywhere I got bring my bag in

Cause you know I'm never lacking

Pistol packing

Ball like I play for the Mavericks

Shooting like I'm Luka Magic

She pretty she need be in a beauty pageant

Her beauty I swear nobody can match it

I swear baby i'll put up with your nagging

Now I know you tryn play hard to get, But i'm gone have to get that

Hop up on my dick, Or hit from the back cause you know that ass is too fat

But really I just wanna get too know you

I wanna hear about the new and old you

A soultie is what I owe you

We in this for life twin, Thought that i told you