Wrist Watch / Prayed For This

Kush Gang, bitch

(Karlos got that juice)

Tick, tock

Gonna **** them **** on that bridge, block

I just spent a hundred on my wristwatch

Walkin 'round detentions in my flip-flops (Zino Records)

Tick tock, this is trap music, this ain't hip-hop

Man ain't fist-fighting, man will lick shots

Millionaire, still got the strip locked, ah

I was dreamin' 'bout this wealth

Even when I'm with them shooters

Got the nina by my belt

I don't need no one for help

I'm 'bout to bring the whole block out to Hollywood with me

Have all them opps beefing with theirself, ah

They wanna chat, but I got no time

Wanna talk buisness with me, Lizzie gotta give that shit the co-sign

I just landed these pounds, I'm enjoying

Fuck cuddling my chick in the house, that's annoying, ah

I'm Boston George in my city

I was milly rockin' in a Richard Mille

If it ain't zushi, then I order runtz

Bitches always fall in love, I can't fuck them more than once

Still makin' bud fly, burner on me

Cah I'll make their mum cry before their mum cries

Leanin' with the nina, fam, you know who I be

I'm in the club with no ID, it's Nines

Tick, tock

Gonna **** them **** on that bridge, block

I just spent a hundred on my wrist watch

Walkin 'round detentions in my flip-flops

Sold-out tour, I swear I prayed for this

Back when I was doin' chores, fam, I prayed for this

When I was selling drawers, fam, I prayed for this

Now I ain't gotta take a risk cah I made it, bitch

Uh, another summer, I'm just grateful

I'm just tryna get this money and stay faithful

I miss my **** Jaz, we ain't spoke in months

Used to pay a guy a G a week to roll my blunts, uh

Wouldn't believe what I made off of weed

And if the trap was a sport, I'd be the face of the league

Went jail, fam, we had the wing shut down

I was bringing KFC buckets in, I did a wing shutdown, uh

I was stuck in a cold cell, like

I used to live in the W Hotel

I ain't rich yet, but I'm on the verge

Duckin' bitches, come home, they be chillin' with my concierge

Legends never die

Like propellers, fam, I'm fly

It was shellings in Dubai

Playing tennis in the sky

We get Calis from the coast

And all these **** with football pendants

Next time, tag me in your posts, it's Nines

Sold out tour, I swear I prayed for this

Back when I was doin' chores, fam, I prayed for this

When I was selling drawers, fam, I prayed for this

Now I ain't gotta take a risk, cah I made it, bitch

Money on the way, yeah, I prayed for this

They get nuttin when they pray, man are atheist

Doin' great, cah we pray for it

Take the food off my plate, man ah take a risk

(Let me do it two more times)