Wrist Thunderstorm

Wrist thunderstorm, yeah, Javi don't wanna see prone

I kick your bitch out the gang, she get hung

Hold that shit down, she got dope in her thong

Yeah, yeah, pull up too quick

Suicide door like I'm slitting my wrist

Fuck off my name, lil' bitch

Kill the pussy then bury the bitch

We fiend for the cash we get

K Tech beam with a plastic clip

Double my millions and flip

Double my cup when I'm pouring a fifth

Dreams of counting a mill'

When I had woke up I had 'em for real

Fiends all up in my ear

Ask for the dope, I ain't served in years

Fashion, bitch, I'm Mike Jackson

Pack it, the diamonds do backflips

Spike, the Louboutins cactus

Fishtail the coupe with no traction

Taking your bitch, I kidnap shit

Whack shit, clap shit, tactics

Private the plan, up my status

It's only a quarter in the mattress

Speed racing

Bentley big B from the basement

Hide and go seek with the K

Put the fire in your mouth, you can face it

****, quit leasing the Wraith

Feel it numb my teeth with the glacier

Whole forty-three on the bracelet

Know I'm in the streets drip naked

Survived, just look in my eyes

V-twelve, back seat the massage

We deep the game like a try

Fucking your bitch in my eye

Squeeze the lemon, it's out

Smelling like pile of flowers

Taste it, now it's devoured

Leave your ass stank like a coward

Wrist thunderstorm, yeah, Javi don't wanna see prone

I kick your bitch out the gang, she get hung

Hold that shit down, she got dope in her thong

Yeah, yeah, pull up too quick

Suicide door like I'm slitting my wrist

Fuck off my name, lil' bitch

Kill the pussy then bury the bitch

We fiend for the cash we get

K Tech beam with a plastic clip

Double my millions and flip

Double my cup when I'm pouring a fifth

Dreams of counting a mill'

When I had woke up I had 'em for real

Fiends all up in my ear

Ask for the dope, I ain't served in years

I know some **** that serving some years

Got so much ice on my neck, give me chills

My bitch is so bad, she don't look like she real

You sip out the bottle, I'm popping the seal

We pull out in foreigns, the engine the rear

I put a whole brick of ice in my ear

Smoking on loud, I can't even hear

We shoot up the crowd, this shit can get serious

I work a move, I put it in plastic

I work the Uzi moving through traffic

I got a bank account inside the mattress

You do not think it out, we gonna smash it

Young **** still selling work, trap out the church

When we hit the trap it's bag alert

I can't even get in the door first

Pick up the bitch with a chauffeur

Light up my wrist like the first

Diamonds water, you could surf

Groupie bitches get the curve

Killing shit, I'm on a purge

Pockets filled up like it's Sherman

Spending more than what you earning

Wrist on Hurricane Irma

Wrist thunderstorm, yeah, Javi don't wanna see prone

I kick your bitch out the gang, she get hung

Hold that shit down, she got dope in her thong

Yeah, yeah, pull up too quick

Suicide door like I'm slitting my wrist

Fuck off my name, lil' bitch

Kill the pussy then bury the bitch

We fiend for the cash we get

K Tech beam with a plastic clip

Double my millions and flip

Double my cup when I'm pouring a fifth

Dreams of counting a mill'

When I had woke up I had 'em for real

Fiends all up in my ear

Ask for the dope, I ain't served in years