WRIST Lyrics

Champagne for celebration

Tweezers for driving

You know me

You don't know shit, boy, I am not from this side

Immunity

I am a diamond and diamonds ain't ever die

Hop on a whip, hop on a jet

Look at my neck, froze

It's all for show, I do not know

I keep the case closed

I keep the gate closed, I need the pay 'fore the show

I need the money, the green, make it grow

Yea I don't know where to go

And I know I just be steppin' on top of yo fella

I'm trynna run up a tab at Margiela

And my new bitch is bad, the old one was better

Walkin' around with a fuckin' barretta

Walkin' around with a fuckin' barretta

Talk to my boy, like "we needin' some ammo"

I'm 'bouta wet up the boy, like Rambo

Out North Atlanta, man, we do not handle

I just move out when a bitch won't chill

If a bitch ain't fight than a bitch ain't real

I fear for my life, she ready to kill

You know me

You don't know shit, boy, I am not from this side

Immunity

I am a diamond and diamonds ain't ever die

Hop on a whip, hop on a jet

Look at my neck, froze

It's all for show, I do not know

I keep the case closed

I keep the gate closed, I need the pay 'fore the show

I need the money, the green, make it grow

Yea I don't know where to go

And I know I just be steppin' on top of yo fella

I'm trynna run up a tab at Margiela

And my new bitch is bad, the old one was better

Walkin' around with a fuckin' barretta

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