On My Wrist

Got a Patek on my wrist
Hi tek when I sip
Got a little bag and did the dash
Lately I been getting to the cash
Magic then I flip
Chop it then dip
Gotta get the snakes cut the grass
In a foreign land popping tags

Got a Patek on my wrist
Hi tek when I sip
Got a little bag and did the dash
Lately I been getting to the cash
Magic then I flip
Chop it then dip
Gotta get the snakes cut the grass
In a foreign land popping tags

Really in the field getting money young gladiator
You ain't talking paper holla at cha later
Getting to the cheese like a muhfucking quesadilla
Police tried to charge me with Murder wasn't a case there
Daddy said the game dirty
they ain't gone play fair
Being broke don't add up change ya calculator
Never let the left hand know what the right doing
And everything you do put your heart into it
Ball so hard He sit with the analysts
Hit ya bit with unlimited stamina
She gone bend it over when a real nigga to stamp her
Bag go round Ferris wheel
She talking her shit a lil ratchet
Freak bitch eat the dick in the back seat
Her shit wet macaroni
She ride me pony
Niggas be fake and phony
Road runner coyote
How you let the bag get away from you
Vacuum seal the pack be there two days homie
Stay dangerous no safe
IGet the bows on the face
Hit ya girl from back my thumbs on waist
Look I be smoking and Chieffing
Nigga give me a reason
Gobaze

Got a Patek on my wrist
Hi tek when I sip
Got a little bag and did the dash
Lately I been getting to the cash
Magic then I flip
Chop it then dip
Gotta get the snakes cut the grass
In a foreign land popping tags

Got a Patek on my wrist
Hi tek when I sip
Got a little bag and did the dash
Lately I been getting to the cash
Magic then I flip
Chop it then dip
Gotta get the snakes cut the grass
In a foreign land popping tags



Credits
Writer(s): Terrance Williams
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