Wrist Froze (feat. Peewee Longway)

I really made it out the bando

Now I can go and cop a Lambo'

This for my trappers, get your bank roll

Fuck all them stank hoes

Grind till your wrist froze

****, grind till your wrist froze

Grind till your wrist froze

****, grind till your wrist froze

****, grind till your wrist froze

I was trappin' like a bitch

Just to put some ice on my muhfuckin' wrist

I was coppin' bricks, still sellin' crack nicks

Made it to the Roc off of rock, that's some shit

Money been my shit, first charge counterfeit

Throw it up on the club, do that make me a trick?

Don't wanna bust a rapper, where I'm from that's a lick

Hit it with a trick, hit it with a riddle

Four iPhones, fours pressed in the middle

Eight hundred grams, so he only get a little

I done got rich off of killin' instrumentals

I call it perfect timing, but you call it accidental

(I might relapse, won't get the life sentence)

I really made it out the bando

Now I can go and cop a Lambo'

This for my trappers, get your bank roll

Fuck all them stank hoes

Grind till your wrist froze

****, grind till your wrist froze

Grind till your wrist froze

****, grind till your wrist froze

****, grind till your wrist froze

I took the extras from the brick and put that shit all on my wrist

Clean thirty-six, them diamonds dancin' just like Chris

Trappin' till my wrist froze, put Forgies on the Bent'

Diamonds in my watch, freak ho, lil' bitch go in the VIP

I'm still in the trenches, Chanel Coco on my kicks

I'm still in the chemist hittin' thirty-six with fentanyl

Trappin' out the bando, this stick ain't got no un-do

I go Longway Rambo, when I up, here come the ammo

I break down the pack and start passin' out the samples

Virgil sent the dab and told me, "Try out all the samples"

Grind till my wrist froze, meek that lights the candle

Grind in the fishbowl with a blue bandana, Longway

I really made it out the bando

Now I can go and cop a Lambo'

This for my trappers, get your bank roll

Fuck all them stank hoes

Grind till your wrist froze

****, grind till your wrist froze

Grind till your wrist froze

****, grind till your wrist froze

****, grind till your wrist froze

Bitch, you out here grinding

What the fuck you mean?

How the fuck you ain't shinin'?

You ain't went to the jeweler?

You ain't cop diamonds?

I don't think you trappin', boy, I really think you lyin'

How the fuck you glistenin'? Your pieces must be declinin'

I told my mama that I'm through trappin', she think I'm lyin'

Told Auntie, "No more Frito," that bitch started cryin'

Told my dawg, "Keep that shit, owe me for a nine"

Told Young, "Throw the pots away soon as I signed"

I done got rich off my mama bein' broke

My grandma walked so much, she had cramps in her toes

She ain't never have a car, now I could cop a Lambo'

(Rap so much pain in mic like broke)

I really made it out the bando

Now I can go and cop a Lambo'

This for my trappers, get your bank roll

Fuck all them stank hoes

Grind till your wrist froze

****, grind till your wrist froze

Grind till your wrist froze

****, grind till your wrist froze

****, grind till your wrist froze