Apple Watch Lyrics

Yeo, wassgud bro?

Shit, what's going on?

Nothing much bruh; I just woke up…

Chill, chill; where the package at, man?

Damm, let me go check the box real quick

Astro Nova, wake tf up, ten-four (StardustSzn)

Checking the time with my Apple Watch

Early morning, I slide on my Gucci socks

I got plays shipping in; check the mailbox

Kick her out of the crib then I change the locks

Okay baby you cool

But I'm better

My only focus getting the cheddar

I was swerving I fucked up my fender

Your girl jumped in my DMs, applying pressure

She bad with her friend, need me a threesome

Fuck 12, they keep stealing my freedom

Get along with my angels and demons

They trynna chill cause the shit is convenient

RIP to my niggas; I'm grieving

Bitch, I'm blessed; why you mad that I'm breathin'?

Marco told me I needed reflecting

I got no heart cause I gave her my love

She abused it

Came a long way from pain and the bruises

Gave em kindness, but now I move ruthless

I been tried of making excuses

Always talking, but they never do shit

Laid back like they popping a Xanny

You Hype

You made more money off CAP than New York Yankees

I know

Needed you, why would you leave me?

You was hungry, took you out to Keke

Buns out everything, Peachy

I made everything look easy

Water wrist dancing with the Fuji

I know you was talking to a goofy

Clean it up, phone call, spooky

I would never beg a bitch to choose me

Skip the commercial

Everything I'm doing now

Don't concern you

Playing with fire, that shit gon burn you

Cold in my city pop out with a thermal

Stay off the radar

Heart on the market

Easy target

I got the bloc hot

Bitch, I'm a rockstarr

Checking the time with my Apple Watch

Early morning, I slide on my Gucci socks

I got plays shipping in; check the mailbox

Kick her out of the crib then I change the locks

Okay baby you cool

But I'm better

My only focus getting the cheddar

I was swerving I fucked up my fender

Your girl jumped in my DMs, applying pressure

It's Christmas in a Summer

Mmmm, always a Christmas in a Summer when you got all this drip boy

Ahhaha, ay fuck that bitch tho fr

Fuck goin on; just trynna get better and shit

Deadass, and shit, gotta get right

Get right, We on they ass

Get this money, Get this money

Bye Hoe, Liquid Gold