Corrección Letra My Wrist par Yeat & Young Thug

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Letra

Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here? (I got them bucks)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh (I got them bucks, I got them bucks on me)
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh (I'm gettin' money, I got shit that'll fuck yo' life up)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh (I got millions, I got wrists, I'm makin' 'em bands, uh)
Ooh, ooh, yee, woo, yeah, ack

Look at my wrist, look at my fist, look at my bitch, ayy
Look at my whips, lickin' her lips, matchin' my drip, ayy
Shawty can tell I been gettin' cash by the tips, hey
Look at my Rolls, look at the rims, and they on slicks (Woah)
Just look at this dime (Look), look at her friends (Ayy)
Look at my bitch, ass and her titties (Ayy)
Shawty couldn't take it (What?), went to licking my lips (Ayy)
Bitch, wait 'til we get to the house, we in back of the Lyft (Yeah, yeah)

Go to the store, get some drinks and some more rubber bands (Yeah, yeah)
I couldn't wait, I went sippin' it out of the can (Yeah)
This is a fetish, I'm keepin' some hotels wherever I'm stayin' (Yeah)
Pockets on lettuce and radish and blue cheese, no ranch (Yeah)
You want the Patek? (Yes), you gotta run it up (Run it up, run up, woo)
Hand me my bag (Bag), she wanna hold the Hannah Montana (Woo)
I don't need no tag (Tag), huh, they wonder where Miley's at (Woo)
They want that (They want that) bounce back, they drowned the spot (Yeah)
I was on hype (Hype), Travis Scott, I might (Might)
Never lie or cry (Sike), eat a ounce a night (Night)
I can't lie, I'm shiesty (Shiesty), talked a lot, not signin' (No signin')
Ace of Spade, gold diamonds (Diamonds)
Michael Jackson in his prime, bitch, hee-hee, and I'm bad
Look at my wrist (Ooh), huh, look at my bitch (Woo, uh-huh, woo)
I know they kiss, yeah (Woo, uh-huh, yeah)
I'm splittin' they twig (Woo, huh, woo)
I'm splittin' they wig, yeah, huh (Woo)
Pull up in mosh pit on rock shit, got hot (Woo)
I'm in London with that shank on me, get you sliced up (Slice, slice)
My money enormous, it's not normal, it's so tall (Yeah)
And fuck what you said, you a lil' bitch, you can't come ball
Had the game deep, suck it again, you took it and lost
I was just dripped, shoppin', lil' bitch, now you at the Ross (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh)
I was just swervin' the double R, the yanky, the bih, I decided the cost (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh)
Had all my money to fuck up, nineteen Ms, bitch, I'm the boss (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh)
Fuck what you said, let's lean to it, bitch, yeah-yeah, motherfucker lost
Everyone rockin' with me is rich as fuck 'cause I put on my dawgs
Look at my wrist, look at my Reese's Pieces, Diamonds VVSs
Bitch is smackin', hittin' every season (Woo)
Fuck what you said, lil' bitch, I'm Perky fiendin', Perky dreamin'
Ridin' around this bitch (Ooh), I feel like Perky demon (Woo)

Woo, uh-huh, woo, uh-huh (Hee)
Woo, uh-huh, uh-huh (Shee)
Woo, uh-huh

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