Wrist Gone Crazy
(专辑: Rich Than Famous - 2014)
[Hook:] Hold up, stop, grab another pot Whip it, re-rock, cause my wrist gone crazy Hold up, stop, get another pot Whip it, re-rock, cause my wrist gone crazy [Verse 1:] Baking soda beats, chickens Imma cook a
feast In the
trap nigga everybody finna eat I
got a
band, Molly Santan, wrapping the
work in saran Plenty of dope, moving the
coke, I
live in a
boat And my plug he want 5
just like John Papi Imma juug him for the
rest, bitch you can't stop me Cooking up like 6
bricks, in the
trap with my new bitch Diamonds dancing, my new wrist, stay in the
kitchen, I
water whip All she do is complain, I
don't know her name Bando, I
got white and the
Mary Jane Get you gone, back than I
was starving Run up on my niggas, Imma hit you with that carbon [?] with the
Glock, hugging the
block, I
got the
dope in my sock Cook with the
pot, kitchen is hot, whipping the
rock I'm from [?], chopper get to spitting Houdini, the
brick is missing [Hook x2] [Verse 2:] Rocks in my watch thick, I
ain't talking Nicki Got my pockets on swole, we ain't talking Biggie The
fuck you saying, niggas got plenty of grams You'd be like oh damn, you don't understand I
was chilling on the
block with my boy Rowdy Ain't seen that boy Bobby, he just caught a
body Migo gang swerving in lanes, too many chains Got shooters, they aim at your brain, this ain't a
game If you talking bout my money that's a
whole lot In the
kitchen Imma whip it with an old pot Some niggas they'd rather be famous I
got the
crack like 80's, young nigga with whole lot of babies [Hook x2]