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letra de wrist in the water - int'l campaign

[hook: rich the kid]
i’ma break my f-ckin’ wrist in the water, n-gg-
traphouse got bricks, take an order, n-gg-
we do not take any disrespect
i’m finally rich, now i got a check
no janitor, n-gg-, got ki’s
i’m in cali smokin’ real good weed
and i’m still screamin’, “f-ck you, pay me”
drop top benz like i’m ridin’ in the 80s

[verse 1: jimmy johnson]
f-ck a n-gg- out like a groupie
man i don’t need a hand, yeah i’m gucci
got rubber for the bands like it’s coochi
pocket got a roll, no sushi
make a b-tch say uh like she juvi’
pull up to the block in a suzuki
tryna get the hang of doin’ wheelies on the stretch
pop a lot of slang, got the lingo in a twist
my hood n-gg-s swipin’, they don’t need to move a brick
a hot boy with a cold crucifix
i’m ballin’, i’m ballin’, i’m like ball is life
i’m movin’ more bricks, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout white
she callin’, she callin’, keep callin’ all night
your #womancrushwednesday’s my main crush tonight
her n-gg- get left when she come get it right
and i’m on that money tonight
that money, that money, i’m money tonight
came in here lookin’ like money and shit
probably could f-ck on your b-tch
cause i probably smell like i’m rich
let that lil’ b-tch take a sniff
let that lil’ b-tch take a wooh!
bet that she get high as shit
cause i’m dope in this b-tch

[verse 2: og maco]
i’ma break my wrist
lookin’ at this pot
pyrex on the b-tch
and i cannot stop
where is all the cut?
so i can make the rocks
hop off in my car
pull up on the block
oh my god, oh my god, prices low
get it and go
oh my god, oh my god, prices high
but you gon’ buy
and we had to tax
me and pablo tax free
i got good guys with me
many shawtys and an uzi, you can get a whole clip for the free
i’m a real f-ckin’ g
i don’t know about these n-gg-s
they ain’t ever trap with me
and i bet i make that wrist work
and i bet i made your b-tch hurt
she gon’ walk until her feet hurt
i’ma walk and these guiseppes nurse it

[verse 3: mike zombie]
okay it’s og maco and it’s rich the kid
n-gg-s talkin’ that the kid is rich
wonder why these n-gg-s all up in my pocket
checkin’ like a gold-diggin’ b-tch
i will never understand this shit
i will never understand my wrist
cause this shit is icy and this shit is flooded
put it both together, that is how a n-gg-
break his f-ckin’ wrist in the water, n-gg-
got n-gg-s in red and blue, you don’t know peter parker, n-gg-
we do not take any disrespect
f-ckin’ with us and you gon’ get checked
7/10/92, i was born with no chill
how i’m s’posed to chill when a n-gg- got kids?
yesterday in fact, man a n-gg- got k!lled
609, dummy doc-mentin’ where we live
yeah shit ain’t pretty where i’m brought up, n-gg-
swear i gotta leave the scene for my daughter, n-gg-
we do not take any disrespect
how many times i done told you that?
f-ck is it that you don’t get?
prolly that’s money and a lil’ bad b-tch
young z-o, get this shit with interest
b-tch i need a nurse, ice pack for my wrist

- intl campaign

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