"Bad Wrist" lyrics

Shot glasses
Cooking up, I got a bad wrist
Run up on me, I'ma shoot it, this 40 gonna leave a nigga so embarrassed
I spent a hundred thousand on my shooters and I spent a hundred thousand on my carats
I spent two-hundred thousand on my wrist, so fuck what they talkin' 'bout, I'm living lavish
Shot glasses (Glass)
Cooking up, I got a bad wrist (Bad)
Run up on me, I'ma shoot it, this 40 gonna leave a nigga so embarrassed
I spent a hundred thousand on my shooters and I spent a hundred thousand on my carats
I spent two-hundred thousand on my wrist, so fuck what they talkin' 'bout, I'm living lavish

What? Word
Pussy must've got some nerve
Nigga want a problem, we the type to solve it, up the chopper and flip a nigga like a bird
One thing, I ain't never, ever been a bitch, I could see through anything that has a curve
All I know is I won't never, ever snitch, I done seen a couple niggas change they words
Couple niggas fold and tell
But it's still a couple solid in the cell (Couple solid in the cell)
Where I'm from we don't do forms, I'ma come and wonder niggas that excel

Ain't no fuck up if they looking at me like I'm crazy, oh well, this chopper loaded up with shells
How the fuck I'ma help a nigga if he lazy? I'm tryna double up and flip the wealth

Stay with a toy, somethin' like a elf
Panickin' niggas, resortin' to dissin', they gettin' the belt
Know I'm the greatest, feel it in my soul
I call it mission bull, until I'm old
Pressure up on me, him I cannot—
Pressure up on me, heavy, carry load
Rich, good, now I'm paid, still I chase them other M's out on the road (Bling)
Bro fried, he in mode, they don't wanna see him having a [?]

Ain't no fuck up if they looking at me like I'm crazy, oh well, this chopper loaded up with shells
How the fuck I'ma help a nigga if he lazy? I'm tryna double up and flip the wealth

Shot glasses
Cooking up, I got a bad wrist (Swish)
Run up on me, I'ma shoot it, this 40 gonna leave a nigga so embarrassed
I spent a hundred thousand on my shooters and I spent a hundred thousand on my carats
I spent two-hundred thousand on my wrist, so fuck what they talkin' 'bout, I'm living lavish
Shot glasses (Glass)
Cooking up, I got a bad wrist (Bad)
Run up on me, I'ma shoot it, this 40 gonna leave a nigga so embarrassed
I spent a hundred thousand on my shooters and I spent a hundred thousand on my carats
I spent two-hundred thousand on my wrist, so fuck what they talkin' 'bout, I'm living lavish