Flood My Wrist (feat. Mr. Tokyo)
Look at me now yea, yea
Wasn't here a year ago
When you talk I'm hearing dough
Cause money moves is all I know
Look at me now yea, yea
Wasn't here a year ago
When you talk I'm hearing dough
Cause money moves is all I know
I did myself good
Never thought I ever would
Even had me shook
Never will I look back even if I ever could
Never outta gas yea
My wheels turning all the time
Chasing money, ass yea
Other than that I go rhyme
Fuck you if moving slime cause
All the hate I dodge
I ain't never stop
And if you don't believe me, watch
Ask me how I'm good at this man I'm just in my bag now
I ain't taking help from no one I don't need no handouts
Pour a drink I swallow pain I drink till I go pass out
I just wanna stand out, don't want see no man down
Ice on me I flood my wrist
I don't need beef no gunning down
Top of my shit I stay cautious
On my grind all unannounced
So far off your radar when you see me I be underground
I ain't got no straps but I ain't afraid to pull some hunnid rounds
I drip too hard so I stand out
Make a whole lotta cash, what's a handout?
If I roll with my crew is a bangout
You a pussy that's why we don't hangout
Send shots that's a whole lotta mans down
Block, always hot with my mans round
Shots, fly by if you stand round
Talk, ain't enough so just stand down
On the block spin twice get the pot stirred up
Backwoods and some Henny I might turn up
Hop on the wave so I said surfs up
Got my dick in her mouth so she gone slurp up
Word around the town is that we be the best
Haters they envy they come for our neck
All of that capping keep that on the net
If I see you on roads guarantee you get wet
Shocking that faucet I need me a cheque
Pass to my cro you know they intercept
My gang be some demons we earned our respect
You stay being grunts my whole team full of vets
1 rack for a feature that shit got me vexed
My whole team needs 3 now you coming correct
I won't ever switch till they put me to rest
I won't ever switch up put that on my set
Ask me how Im good at this man I'm just in my bag now
I ain't taking help from no one I don't need no handouts
Pour a drink I swallow pain I drink till I go pass out
I just wanna stand out, don't want see no man down
Ice on me I flood my wrist
I don't need beef no gunning down
Top of my shit I stay cautious
On my grind all unannounced
So far off your radar when you see me I be underground
I ain't got no straps but I ain't afraid to pull some hunnid rounds
Pull some hunnid rounds
Need no handout
Pull some hunnid rounds
In my bag now, my bag now, my bag now
Wasn't here a year ago
When you talk I'm hearing dough
Cause money moves is all I know
Look at me now yea, yea
Wasn't here a year ago
When you talk I'm hearing dough
Cause money moves is all I know
I did myself good
Never thought I ever would
Even had me shook
Never will I look back even if I ever could
Never outta gas yea
My wheels turning all the time
Chasing money, ass yea
Other than that I go rhyme
Fuck you if moving slime cause
All the hate I dodge
I ain't never stop
And if you don't believe me, watch
Ask me how I'm good at this man I'm just in my bag now
I ain't taking help from no one I don't need no handouts
Pour a drink I swallow pain I drink till I go pass out
I just wanna stand out, don't want see no man down
Ice on me I flood my wrist
I don't need beef no gunning down
Top of my shit I stay cautious
On my grind all unannounced
So far off your radar when you see me I be underground
I ain't got no straps but I ain't afraid to pull some hunnid rounds
I drip too hard so I stand out
Make a whole lotta cash, what's a handout?
If I roll with my crew is a bangout
You a pussy that's why we don't hangout
Send shots that's a whole lotta mans down
Block, always hot with my mans round
Shots, fly by if you stand round
Talk, ain't enough so just stand down
On the block spin twice get the pot stirred up
Backwoods and some Henny I might turn up
Hop on the wave so I said surfs up
Got my dick in her mouth so she gone slurp up
Word around the town is that we be the best
Haters they envy they come for our neck
All of that capping keep that on the net
If I see you on roads guarantee you get wet
Shocking that faucet I need me a cheque
Pass to my cro you know they intercept
My gang be some demons we earned our respect
You stay being grunts my whole team full of vets
1 rack for a feature that shit got me vexed
My whole team needs 3 now you coming correct
I won't ever switch till they put me to rest
I won't ever switch up put that on my set
Ask me how Im good at this man I'm just in my bag now
I ain't taking help from no one I don't need no handouts
Pour a drink I swallow pain I drink till I go pass out
I just wanna stand out, don't want see no man down
Ice on me I flood my wrist
I don't need beef no gunning down
Top of my shit I stay cautious
On my grind all unannounced
So far off your radar when you see me I be underground
I ain't got no straps but I ain't afraid to pull some hunnid rounds
Pull some hunnid rounds
Need no handout
Pull some hunnid rounds
In my bag now, my bag now, my bag now
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Writer(s): Kevin Joseph
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