Wrist Work

[Intro]
Yeah
Bitches see that I got the cheese, nigga
(Lorenz, don't stop)
Fuckin' with the good fuckers, right?
(Uh)

[Chorus]
Want some money, you gotta strip first, yeah
Another thousand, she like my wrist work, yeah
The fully-blown make my wrist hurt, yeah
Where the Wock'? I need a brick worth, yeah

[Verse]
Million-dollar nigga, I be still up in the trenches
Chopper givin' sex changes, turn niggas into bitches
I don't fuck with the D'USSÉ, I be sippin'
If you ain't go and get your lick back, then you finished
Bro a shooter, do it off the love, that's free shipping
Niggas say they on my ass, man, listen
I be with the jigga man, that's big pimpin'
Yeah, you hеard about it, but you wasn't on them mission
I'd sell my soul to get my niggas out thе trenches
But I'm a dirty nigga, get the money, then reneg it
Lil' bitch a demon, she suck it, then clean it
We both came, you don't get nothin', we even
Top down, I ain't in a rush, but I'm speedin'
Mr. Get-back, we get the ups, we don't get even
No shirt, but the watch cost a longsleeve
You the type to act weird and make the hoes leave
I'm the type to take the FN OT
Short a nigga on the brick, now that's low-key
Bad bitches love a rich nigga
I got dog shit and I'm a pit, nigga
When you ain't dick sucked to get it, swear it hit different
We ain't got the same stones, that's why it hit different
I don't want the pussy, want the pape'
Shorty wanna fuck me for the clout, so I'm straight

[Chorus]
Want some money, you gotta strip first, yeah
Another thousand, she like my wrist work, yeah
The fully-blown make my wrist hurt, yeah
Where the Wock'? I need a brick worth, yeah