Wrist Work 2

[Intro]
(Goth)
Juug!
(Goth Money Records)

[Verse 1: Karmah]
Whipping with the werk, man I got my wrist hurt
Front porch, back porch, got it on twerk
Selling in my city, got to come from me first
Killers in my city, fuck with them you get mur't
Drank, liquor, both of them calm myself [?]
Trap house good, so every day we get turn't
Young nigga, but I got the big boy perks
Boot it up my clip, shoot at you a long way

[Hook]
Get turnt, get turnt, flip work, flip work
Get turnt, get turnt, flip work, flip work

[Phone call: KirbLaGoop]
What's happening, lil' [?], you know it's KirbLaGoop in here, shout out to my cousin Karmah, you at your best [?] so you got that dirt road, you know what I'm saying, lil' [?], you know what I'm saying, they out there thinking [?] acting like they really out there, but we'll see who really out there [?], you know what I'm saying

[Verse 2: Marcy Mane]
My wrist twerking like a stripper, make it rain on my wrist
My teeth looking like some diamonds, your shit look yellow like piss
"Marcy Mane, damn, how you do this?", flip our [?]
Money land on my wrist, you might just go twerk a bitch
I might just go twerk my wrist, two places like fishnets
With a fucking icy bitch, "how you fucking do this?"
Just mind your biz' while I stack my fucking Gucci chips
Boy you're like a Depp because you be acting
I'm really a star, no I fucking are
Bitch

[Hook]
Get turnt, get turnt, flip work, flip work
Get turnt, get turnt, flip work, flip work

[Outro]
(Goth Money Records)
(Goth)