Rihanna Wrist lyrics

[Intro]
Rockstar lifestyle, I may not make it
And she say don't forget about me when you make it
Fettuccine plate, with some steak you've never tasted
Philosopher stone, blood diamond bracelets

[Verse]
Rockstar lifestyle, I may not make it
And she say don't forget about me when you make it
Fettuccine plate, with some steak you've never tasted
Philosopher stone, blood diamond bracelets
I don't need no b*tch, and I don't need no clique
Your girl ain't even quick, she f*cked with me and we just clicked
Shine bright like a diamond, yeah that's all on my wrist
Shine bright like a diamond, I put Rihanna on my f*cking wrist
I'm an urban country boy ice tea lemon Brisk
Hotbox the bathroom, it look like a hidden mist
My trap is bunky, metro boomin' junkies, want some more of it
I'm going to state to country, and you internet explorer b*tch
You say that's your n*gga, he look like a opp
And n*ggas talking ounces but asking for gram deals when they shopping
Shoutout to my momma, she raised a young man without no pops
You pus*y boys tryna fire shots, but you don't call no shots
f*ck having a shooter, be your own shooter
And n*ggas neck so froze, my ice cream came straight from Bruster's
Dreamcatcher tattoo, she don’t know I’m Freddy Krueger
Left shoulder, right shoulder, common sense, and a f*cking tumor
I'm tryna change for the better, I put that on my life
I feel a little try man, I can't let that sh*t slide
Granddaddy say boy you need to think twice
Thought once
Thought twice
I'm gon' have to let him fly
Gave him a full bar and took all of his sh*t
And I ain't drug you b*tch, n*gga it was a sample hit
n*ggas might rerock your remix
Contracts I ain't even read yet
All these b*tches chea pets
They feelings grow, if they get wet
Plug f*ck with me, and all of my people
I'm getting deepthroat, on a speedboat
Your b*tch in a speedo
Young bands posted on the deck
My n*ggas got torpedos
And your n*ggas ain't even got no sh*t, boy be Magneto
I'm getting bands and I been losing friends
I'm in a middle relationship with two twins
Ford F150, I don't need no f*cking benz
Flying Nimbus cloud, this stick's extendo sticks without no stems [?]
Look I'm so wavy and she hot
She lavagirl and I'm your shark
I can't see you in the dark until I flame it up and spark
All my youngins gon' bark
All my young n*ggas gon' bark
Hickeys on your b*tch neck
That's just a curse mark
And she say I wish you stop drinking Actavis
She know I'm off that sh*t, but she just can't know bout it
Anything to live lavish, get money, add it
Two bags full of bands in my motherf*cking attic (I'm a motherf*cking addict)