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letra de broke my wrist - karmamøb

[intro: jenx2]
got three bands in my motherf-ckin’ pocket
so i walk with a limp like this, like—
got three bands in my motherf-ckin’ pocket
so i walk with a li-li-limp-limp-limp
got three bands in my motherf-ckin’ pocket
so i walk with a limp like this, like—
got three bands in my motherf-ckin’ pocket
so i walk-so i walk-so i-so i-so—

[verse 1: jenx2]
got three bands in my motherf-ckin’ pocket
so i walk with a limp like this, like this
i’ve been all alone on the road in the zone
and i go toe to toe, and they wantin’ they b-tch
this sh-t send, new jen tenison
everybody gather ’round just to peep my new fit
i heard he tryna talk, tryna walk that walk
put a dot on his face like a zit
no, i don’t wanna take a pic
no, i don’t wanna deal with it
everything you do counterfeit
ain’t n0body f-ckin’ with the clique
new jen with a new clip
they all have my back, but they always switch
i’m fiendin’ for the smoke ’til i scratch, ’til i itch
got a brand new chop, lay his body in a ditch
keepin’ weight up on my motherf-ckin’ body
[chorus: jenx2 & cacity]
think i broke my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
think i broke my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
think i broke my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
think i broke my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
my wrist (brr)

[verse 2: cacity]
uh, got a rocket on my hip, call it sp-cex
got a gum gun, b-tch, you ain’t rubber, you latex
b-tch, you got the last, while i’m still rockin’ the latest
got-got smoke in the mirror just to see who is the fadest
got a h0m- f-ggot tryna suck my d-ck like he a g-y b-tch
while i’m whippin’ and cookin’ inside the kitchen like i’m may, b-tch
had to run that b-tches mouth in with my d-ck, renovation
so i got another mirror, so i can see who the greatest is, is, is
no cap, bullet, da-ta, that’s how you drop a body with caps
got a beam suppressor on my stick
make them eyes close when you hear this cl!ck real quick
i got a b-tch ho stank in my trap
it’s all cap ’cause i ain’t ever been a hood rat
got a diamond b.b. belt on my d-ck
got the ice on my body ’cause i think i broke my wrist
[chorus: jenx2]
think i broke my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
think i broke my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
think i broke my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
think i broke my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
my wri-wri-wri—

[verse 3: ssj daki]
b-b-b-tches on my d-ck, i put money in they face
and i feel like wild west when i walk in with that k
n-n-now she can get the tip
i don’t even know her name, but she (yeah) blowin’ up my spot
so i call her “pompeii”
“r-r-real n-gga,” i can say it to the grave
tommy hilfiger, i-i-i got gucci on my waist
oh, you field bigger, but i been runnin’ up the pace
you been down up on yo’ ass, i been up in first place
shame, t-t-that [?] my case, yeah, mick rain
i-i-i don’t do the right thing, no, i’m not spike lee
a-a-and i-and i put a limp how these b-tches bite me
i been up in a mountain, nothing no one wanna fight with
d-d-daki too cold, think he need an ice pick
a-a-and i been gettin’ up for the dough (yuh) just to (yuh-yuh-yuh) put on my bl!ck
if he talk on my clique, m-m-might let the chop spit
what even do i say?
[chorus: jenx2]
think i broke my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
think i broke my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
think i broke my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
think i broke my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
my wrist, my wrist, my wrist
my wri-wri-wri—

[outro]
(buck, should i get it?)

- karmamob

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