RANCHO CUCAMONGA, CA

Wrist (wrist)
Wrist (wrist)
Wrist (wrist)
Sun
Evil Empire, New York's down south supplier
We got it for cheap

Water on my wrist
Whipping way to Cucamonga
I got something in my (chest)
That I spit in to the sun

I got water on my wrist
Whipping way to Cucamonga
I got something in my (chest)
That I spit in to the sun
I got

Wrist (wrist)
Wrist (wrist)
Wrist (wrist)
Sun
Wrist (wrist)
Wrist (wrist)
Wrist (wrist)
Sun

Blue strips make the magic happen
Now the Bend looking like the Hamptons
812 on some Calabasas
Though I cruise, I get mine the f–

Evil Empire, New York's down south supplier
We got it for cheap
This is more than mixtapes, it's a meme

Blue strips make the magic happen
Now the Bend looking like the Hamptons
812 on some Calabasas
Though I cruise, I get mine the fastest

Talk nice, or don't talk to me
Don't act like you're checking on me
'Cause nine times out of ten
You prolly not checking on me

Yeah, let's keep it high key
My feet, I'm on a run, who gon stop me?
High key, been on a roll, but I'm walking
High key, yeah, I'm the one, do you copy? Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Tanaka Nhenga
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