歌词

Yeah my wrist look like the moon Yeah, yeah my wrist look like the moon Vroom, vroom, vroom (Vroom, yeah, vroom) Vroom, vroom, vroom (Yeah, vroom, yeah) (I'm like) I'm like vroom Yeah my wrist look like the moon (I'm like what? Vroom) Yeah, yeah my whip, it going vroom (Yeah my whip, it going vroom) Yeah my wrist look like the moon (Wait, what? Yeah, vroom) (Yeah my wrist look like the moon) Tell that bitch my hundreds blue, yeah (Wait, what?) (Tell that bitch my hundreds blue) Tell that bitch my neck a pool, yeah (Wait, woah, what?) Yeah, Sony hit me up with a record tryna sign me Told that bitch I'm signed to SOON Rock the Raf Simons to the Gucci store Bust my wrist when I try hit that bad bitch And I pull up that bitch she an average She told me she tryna ride mad dick I'm like damn that bitch act like a savage She riding that dick like a maverick, yeah Damn that boy acting dramatic Ima pull the semi automatic, yeah B-Bitches they all want the dick Because they see my wrist Bitch I'm living so lavish, yeah I sip the lean, bitch I pop me a perky That shit got me talking in Spanish, yeah I see that girl she a hooker, yeah Won't be polite when I go and I book her My wrist is so sunny, I ain't talking Booker I smoke up a bean, that shit look like a booger Like 345 & 250 my wrist Dishing out dimes, bitch I'm leading assists Just drowned my wrist, that shit look like a fish And I dunk on that bitch like I'm Stromile Swift You see the ops and you hitting the dips I see the opps, bitch I'm sending the hits And I just fuck that bitch in the back of my whip And she asking me how much I spent on my wrist I'm like left wrist froze, yeah Right wrist, cold, yeah I fuck that bitch in a rolls, yeah I got her touching her toes, yeah He acting silly, we pull up with goons Glock got a switch, make him pop like balloons Stand on my money go straight to the moon And I hop in a 'rari, that shit going vroom like Vroom, vroom, vroom (Vroom, yeah, vroom) Vroom, vroom, vroom (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!) (I'm like) I'm like vroom Yeah my wrist look like the moon (Yeah my wrist look like the moon) Yeah my whip it going vroom (I'm like what, one, two, three, lets go!) Yeah my wrist look like the moon (Wait, what? Yeah!) (Yeah my wrist look like the moon) Vroom, vroom, vroom (Yeah my hundreds fucking blue) Vroom, vroom, vroom (Wait, woah, what?) Bitch I'm signed to SOON
Writer(s): Alex Portscher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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