reverie

Oh yeah, pshh

Wrist is up on ice, still high from Friday night, oh

She tryn' slide to crib, cause she know she get piped, woah

I know you don't love me, i could still fantasize, oh yeah

Ho up on my phone, she know to keep it quiet, yeah yeah

Oh yea, niggas switching up, i peeped it from the side, swear

My brother keeping twin cups, everything he needing right there

Too much gon' make me hiccup

Too much Act hard to mix up

Too many diamonds on my left hand

So i put my favorite wrist up