New Bracelet

Ran me up some money put some ice on my wrist
(Palaze, what you cooking?)
Ran me up some money put some ice on my (Yea)
Ran me up some money put some ice on my wrist
Ran me up some money put some ice on my wrist
Can't wait to call my momma and say momma we rich
Can't wait to call my momma and say momma we

It's winter time it's gettin cold, I brought a new bracelet
I told her no can't love the hoe because she too basic
I'm on the road, I gotta show I'm going too crazy
They want me smoked, Or want broke they going too crazy
I'm on that slime shit and we tied in like some shoelaces
That lil thot said she was pregnant, I'm like who baby
I told that hoe don't ever play me cause I'm too wavy
I lit my wrist up extra sunny, they was too shady

I'm 23, but won't see Breezo till I'm 29
I got that call he just took ten I said you must be lying
I rock that Loubiton spiked up like a porcupine
They hit big rah with time won't see him till I'm 25
I was tryna hold a dime, stop that shit I'm on my grind
Money all on my mind, stack that shit up too the sky
These niggas living these lies
I'ma just spin in that ride
Vvs no Si
I'm in LA wit the vibes
It's winter time it's getting cold, I brought a new Moncler
Don't talk to me about no hoe because I do not care
They wasn't here when I was broke that's why I do not share
These tennis chains don't want no rope they be like who dat there
(Yea, woah)
These niggas actin and they cappin' you don't come round
I roll up a backwood this weed louder than a gun sound
Ima need a backend if you want me ya club now
Plug just got some kilos and they whiter then some uptowns

It's winter time it's gettin cold, I brought a new bracelet
I told her no can't love the hoe because she too basic
I'm on the road, I gotta show I'm going too crazy
They want me smoked, Or want broke they going too crazy
I'm on that slime shit and we tied in like some shoelaces
That lil thot said she was pregnant, I'm like who baby
I told that hoe don't ever play me cause I'm too wavy
I lit my wrist up extra sunny, they was too shady

(Palaze, what you cooking?)
Ran me up some money put some ice on my wrist
Ran me up some money put some ice on my wrist
Can't wait to call my momma and say momma we rich



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Writer(s): Jay Cino
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