Hurtin’ My Wrist* lyrics
by Ameer Vann
Lyrics From Snippet
Whipping this soft and it's hurting my wrist
Hurtin’ myself and I’m hurting my b*tch
I want a diamond the size of my fist
Roll up my money inside of my spliff
Harder to breathe, but I’m dying to live
I want this sh*t just as long as I live
I got the crib in the back of my crib
Hunnid of somethin', ain't spilling my Tussin
Stick with a beam and that fire be bussin’
Bag of that gas, if you see me I’m smokin’
Blunt hella heavy, can’t lift it, I’m choking
I keep me a blicky inside of the sofa
And she want a quicky in back of the Rover
I double my cup and I stay in a coma
Marble the foyer, it feel like the MOMA
I die by the second and live for the moment