Wristbands

Don't start no shit, won't be no shit
Heard you biting on ya tongue, nigga you ain't slick
I made a fortune last year, and put it all on my wrist
I don't trust these niggas like they 2 times 6
Because aye, running up a check, running up a check
Aye ooh, I ain't ever pressed, boy you know I'm blessed
Aye ooh, fucking with the best, fucking with the best
Aye ooh, running up a check, running up a check

Wristbands on my wrist
Slap a nigga if I see him talking shit
On cliff, I'm the one who got it jumping in this bitch
I'm a dog to these bitches but a gentleman to women
Aye, $25 for a shirt
Went from no one knowing Curt to everybody tryna wear the merch
Aye, Highly Caffeinated
Free braided
Remember graduation spent my summertime away
Not wasting time I couldn't take it
Now a nigga tryna make it
Tryna focus on my salad so my bros eat fresh
I got too much on my plate so I don't need stress
I'm tryna ball, bitch I wanna floss
I'ma be the top dog, bitch I want it all
Watch me turn my wristbands into wristwatch, got me iced out
Funny how they never show love, now they nice now

Don't start no shit, won't be no shit
Heard you biting on ya tongue, nigga you ain't slick
I made a fortune last year, and put it all on my wrist
I don't trust these niggas like they 2 times 6
Because aye, running up a check, running up a check
Aye ooh, I ain't ever pressed, boy you know I'm blessed
Aye ooh, fucking with the best, fucking with the best
Aye ooh, running up a check, running up a check

Aye, this ain't nothing new that you gotta pay for
Look, running up a check cause the money make more
Look, now we got em out here really worried
When you see a yellow shirt Forever Golden on the merch, okay
Went from being broke, whipping A to B, aye
To vacay Bora Bora 2018, aye
To do it for the fame but the clarity
You niggas out here still want charity
But I ain't pressed, I'm too blessed, can't deny I'm too alive
Got me feeling like a legend, can I die immortalized
Just a couple fireballs will have you niggas mortified
Settle down, I don't think most of you niggas qualified
Look, if you ain't got my payment, fuck what you saying nigga
9 to 5 job life, tired of the waiting nigga, aye
And I ain't worried bout a hater
I'm in my bag tryna get the paper, what you saying nigga

Don't start no shit, won't be no shit
Heard you biting on ya tongue, nigga you ain't slick
I made a fortune last year, and put it all on my wrist
I don't trust these niggas like they 2 times 6
Because aye, running up a check, running up a check
Aye ooh, I ain't ever pressed, boy you know I'm blessed
Aye ooh, fucking with the best, fucking with the best
Aye ooh, running up a check, running up a check



Credits
Writer(s): Brenton Freeman
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