Wrist Rock lyrics

[Intro]
(Timmy Da Hitman)
Huh, look, huh
n*gga wanna ride huh? n*gga wanna die huh?
.45 on my side, huh, n*gga wanna die?
4KTrey they on my side, n*gga you wanna die?

[Chorus]
n*gga, look here, check out how my wrist rock
Tell them "keep that that pus*y ass sh*t on"... haha
Keep that that pus*y ass sh*t there
n*gga, check out how my f*cking wrist rock
Tell them n*ggas ”Keep that pus*y ass sh*t there on TikTok”
Control your head
Street sweeper, don’t f*ck around, get your clique mopped
Real n*gga don't tweet, these n*ggas don’t f*ck 'round, get your clique popped

[Verse]
Whole committee, whole gang
I just need two hundred M’s and I’m out the game
Riding in that motherf*cking RedEye, look at the trail, it left off flames
Toting on sticks likе Jedi, let off stinging soon as I bang
Came from thе hood, I'm good, got M's but still, I still won’t change
One million up in cars, one million up in diamond watches, diamond chains
Starting to think these thraxx f*cking with my brain
Watching these n*ggas crack cocaine, it look like I’m selling whole things
[Chorus]
n*gga, look here, check out how my wrist rock
Tell them ”Keep that pus*y ass sh*t on”.. haha
Keep that that pus*y ass sh*t there
n*gga, check out how my f*cking wrist rock
Tell them n*ggas ”Keep that pus*y ass sh*t there on TikTok”
Control your head
Street sweeper, don't f*ck around, get your clique mopped
Real n*gga don’t tweet, these n*ggas don’t f*ck around, get your clique popped