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L. Wrist / R.Wrist Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I'm sippin' on Evo
Evo be rappin', I be droppin' our game on y'all
Spend our raps, spend our game
Let's go
Left wrist , right wrist, arm on freeze
Roll the ball up, moonwalk like me
Stand up straight, look left and lean
Shoot game on point, you any got dez
Back up cam, help me out when I back up
Red bottom lookin' like I step on ketchup
All this game, wonder how they gon' check us
Louis V, Gucci me, only when I dress up
Don't eat shellfish bread, low carbs
To keep it 100, I don't even eat pork
Why these niggas didn't play they part
KNot boNEY in money time, oof, comin' out hard
Butter gon' swim with the shARKS EAT salmon
On the wild card, blue sea, Atlanta
Chris Brown with the diamonds, VVS dancin
Skim to the bread like a goddamn sandwich
This shit lit like a quarter cigarette
Shine a light, solitary songs and baguettes
Ain't met a nigga out droop me, yeah
On a low-key flight in, semi-car cats
Niggas droppin' salt like the work I hop
Big butt stick, we got brooms and mop
Niggas sell they soul to the beat on top
Runnin' this shit, no shoes, no socks
You might need a tassel to go with your cap
I'm puttin' out game while you puttin' out rap
Don't drink out the faucet, it might be tap
Seatbelt gang to my bro, say scrap
New York girl like the way I talk
The game can be told, but it can't be bought
Bein' real is in you, not on you in another world
That shit can't be taught
Ain't left wrist, right wrist, I'm on freeze
Roll the ball up, move out like me
Stand up straight, look left then lean
Shoot game on point, you ain't got D's
Backup count, help me out when I back up
Red bottom lookin' like I step on ketchup
All this game, wonder how they gon' check
Cause it's Louis V, Gucci Mane, I don't know when I check
I don't eat shellfish, bread, low carb
Keep it 100 on, if it eats hard
YDD, I didn't play they part
Not born in money time, ooh, comin' out hard
But I'm gon' swim with the shark, eat salmon
On the wild card, blue sea, Atlantis
Brown with the diamonds, VVS dancin
Get into the bread like a goddamn sandwich
Pick it up, drop it off real quick
Pick it up, drop it off real quick
Used to work for Roc-a-Hop, droppin' all that salt
I don't hang around rats, stuff like this, big amounts
Hang around not, and the bud go in
Your girl seen me, fell in love like timber
My homeboy white, but he act black
Even if it cold, he'll never say the N-word
Run on buzz, and I slippin' on that
He talk slick shit, but it's not direct
Like a fat boy said, no, no, I can shoot
I just cashed out on this big boy check
Fake-ass friend, cut him off, no scissors
These boy chains up like colors, no skittles
You gettin' to the money, he gettin' to the money
Never let a broke bitch get in the middle
Let the shit burn, and it don't mean Ursa
Not born and came, now your boy's in trouble
The fuck with the bitches, chillin' when the kids stand
Turn around, sayin' you ain't gotta use a rubber
Rushin' AK up in Detroit
This shit here is for my people
That face shit gon' get you beat
White wrist, white wrist, I'm on freeze
Walk up out on the moonwalk like me
Stand up straight, look left and lean
Shoot game, no point, you ain't got deeds
Back up, can't help me out when I back up
Red bottom lookin' like a cell phone ketchup
All this gang wonder how they gon' check us
Louis V, Gucci Mane, I'm the one that dress up
Shut up, it's bread, no carbs
Keep it 100, I don't even eat pork
Why these niggas, they ain't play they part
No money in the bed, gotta come out hard
But I gon' swim with the shore, eat salmon
On the wild card, blue sea, Atlantis
Run with the diamond, VVS dancin
Get to the bread like a goddamn sandwich
Get to the bread like a goddamn sandwich
Get to the bread like a goddamn sandwich