f*ck MY WRIST lyrics

by

Lil Tracy


[Intro]
Glo Gang!
Yung Bruh
Aye
Yung Bruh
Yung Bruh
Aye
Yuh

[Chorus]
Burberry scarf wrapped around my neck she say she like that sh*t
pus*y like a foreign car how a young n*gga be slidin' in
Tired of these f*ck boys in my face I won't say "Hi" to them
Tired of these f*ck boys go away I won't say "Bye" to them
Yuh, aye Gucci purse full of diamonds I shine like them (Shine)
Yuh, aye Gucci purse full of diamonds I shine like them (Shine)
Yuh, aye Gucci purse full of diamonds I shine like them (Shine)
Yuh, aye Gucci purse full of diamonds I shine like them (Shine)

[Verse 1]
I feel like Lil Wayne you can reach me on my Samsung (Aye, aye)
b*tches call me cute my grandma call me handsome (Aye, yuh)
I want a Escalade sittin' out front of a mansion (Out the mansion)
If you out here tryna stunt this yo' anthem (Yah, yah)
Feel like Fetty Wap imma Fetty Wap, designer boy
She wanna sex me up, lil angel bless me up (Aye, aye)
She say she gon' hold me down, nah let me up, shawty let me up
'Cause last time I trust a b*tch she set me up, yuh she set me up
[Interlude]
Let me up
Last time I trust a b*tch she set me up
Yah, aye
Yung Bruh, no b*tch
Yung Bruh
Aye, aye, aye

[Verse 2]
I don't got time for thots, I don't got time for bops (No no, no no)
I'm tryna get this guap, tryna take care my mom (Take care my mom)
I don't f*ck with the cops, I know that they watch (f*ck 12, f*ck 12)
I don't f*ck with no opps, I know that they plot (Know that they plot)
They talkin' down on me that's that rah, rah, rah (Rah, rah, rah)
I f*ck yo' b*tch, I make her sing lah, lah, lah, lah (lah, lah, lah, lah)
My wrist glistenin' like a molly rock (Like a molly rock)
Shawty lick my bracelet then she give me top (Aye, aye)
If she not a model I can't f*ck that b*tch (Aye)
I put my bracelet on her pus*y f*ck my wrist (Aye, f*ck my wrist)
f*ck my wrist
f*ck my wrist
f*ck my wrist (Yuh, f*ck my wrist)
Icy b*tch diamonds falling out her clit (Damn, out her clit)
Damn, my fans say "Yung Bruh you the sh*t" (You the sh*t)
Aye, b*tch I'm throw up and I'm p*ss (Ugh)
I hope I make you n*ggas sick (Ugh)
My wrist looking like a Crip (Yuh)
[Outro]
Yuh
Aye
Aye, aye
You know what I'm saying Yung Bruh in this b*tch bruh
f*ck all that fufu sh*t man
f*ck with me man I'm slime b*tch I'm finna get rich
Aye, yuh
Yuh, you heard me
Yuh, n*ggas up next in this b*tch
n*ggas up next in this sh*t
n*ggas up next in this sh*t, Yuh
f*ck all that fufu sh*t man like I said man
Yung Bruh Lil Tracy man
Number 1
So magical you understand Lil Tracy n*gga
Swervin', know what I'm saying, yuh
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