Wrist Work 2 lyrics

[Intro]
(Goth)
Juug!
(Goth Money Records)

[Verse 1: Karmah]
Whipping with the werk, man I got my wrist hurt
Front porch, back porch, got it on twerk
Selling in my city, got to come from me first
Killers in my city, f*ck with them you get mur't
Drank, liquor, both of them calm myself [?]
Trap house good, so every day we get turn't
Young n*gga, but I got the big boy perks
Boot it up my clip, shoot at you a long way

[Hook]
Get turnt, get turnt, flip work, flip work
Get turnt, get turnt, flip work, flip work

[Phone call: KirbLaGoop]
What's happening, lil' [?], you know it's KirbLaGoop in here, shout out to my cousin Karmah, you at your best [?] so you got that dirt road, you know what I'm saying, lil' [?], you know what I'm saying, they out there thinking [?] acting like they really out there, but we'll see who really out there [?], you know what I'm saying

[Verse 2: Marcy Mane]
My wrist twerking like a stripper, make it rain on my wrist
My teeth looking like some diamonds, your sh*t look yellow like p*ss
"Marcy Mane, damn, how you do this?", flip our [?]
Money land on my wrist, you might just go twerk a b*tch
I might just go twerk my wrist, two places like fishnets
With a f*cking icy b*tch, "how you f*cking do this?"
Just mind your biz' while I stack my f*cking Gucci chips
Boy you're like a Depp because you be acting
I'm really a star, no I f*cking are
b*tch
[Hook]
Get turnt, get turnt, flip work, flip work
Get turnt, get turnt, flip work, flip work

[Outro]
(Goth Money Records)
(Goth)