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Look at the flick of the wrist
I don't know what time it is
Diamonds they dance with your bitch
Infinity stones on my fist
Move around the clock like a tick tock
She gone bust it down for a wrist watch
Real Records only no kidz bops
Know my last shit ain't ever been topped

My wrist is on flick and my watch fucked your bitch
I've always been real, I'll never forget
Who done came, and who gone went
The money is piling, I don't know what to spend
Bad lil Jean she calling my name
My bro, my nigga, he built like the game
He kept it 100, he never been fake
The rags and riches, we bag the bitches
We boss the niggas, who crossed a nigga
I mouth the trigga, my words are so vicious
I'm bagging these niggas, they put on a hit list
I'm changing my lane, they fire they miss
Everywhere I go, I'm blowing a kiss
Adjust the sight I'm gone in the mist
Black and whites we must coexist
We have about 50 more years
Until the final clock gone tick
Tock, polo down to the socks talking no biggie
More Shakur than Tupac
Lost in the sauce losing my brain, I do not have no brakes
Cartier name, Gucci frames
My teeth are gold, my jaw in the safe
You come in my section you know it's unsafe

Look at the flick of the wrist
I don't know what time it is
Diamonds they dance with your bitch
Infinity stones on my fist
Move around the clock like a tick tock
She gone bust it down for a wrist watch
Real Records only no kidz bops
Know my last shit ain't ever been topped
Tik tok look at the wristwatch
Tik tok look at the wristwatch
Tik tok look at the wristwatch
Tik tok look at the wrist
I'm talking about watches now
I'm talking about cars now
I'm talking about flexes I'm taking about bitches I'm talking about exes now
I'm talking about where you from
I'm talking about who you with
I'm talking about night and the days, the nights and the days we never forget
Let it bang then let it bounce
I'm talking money and I'll talk an ounce
Bad lil yella and I'll talk her mouth
2 seats, booty a seat eater
Heat warmers, I'm talking theaters
Money talks and I'm the money preacher
Been the man, I'm a demigod
Not from the stars, I'm talking Mars
No talking about the money or the cash flow
If I'm mentioning these hoes, then they ass show
If I'm talking about the sticks, tic tac toe
Run laps around these niggas I ain't no average joe
When I mix it drip it up I like the way that I sound
Lyrical kickboxing, we going round for round
Y'all didn't know then but y'all know right now
C4rtier went number1 what when where how?

Look at the flick of the wrist
I don't know what time it is
Diamonds they dance with your bitch
Infinity stones on my fist
Move around the clock like a tick tock
She gone bust it down for a wrist watch
Real Records only no kidz bops
Know my last shit ain't ever been topped



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Walker
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