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letra de wrist! - kyzo kidd

[intro]
ay, listen up hoe!

[chorus]
okay, my wrist, same color my p-ss
i keep them sticks up in the whip, just watch me aim it at yo’ sh-t
n-gga, you not safe up in this b-tch, boy, i’m reckless
you’d think my name was steve with these blue diamonds on my necklace
i heard you n-ggas hate me, i don’t know why you so pressed, b-tch
is it because i’m cool and your main b-tch ate me for breakfast
i feel like superman, uh, clark kent
all black just like carbon
i just pass you n-ggas like the blunt or like i’m fartin’

[verse]
okay like move
thought i was done but i’m back, b-tch
all these n-ggas talk sh-t but they cappin’
b-tch, i came for yo’ daughter, she wetter than water, i dunk my head in it like baptist
okay like, ride my d-ck like horsey, buck up
your breath stink, little b-tch, need to shut up
can’t match my energy, you can’t catch up
beat a n-gga like my d-ck was stuck up
like demolition, knock her walls down, uh
stick, walk him down (yeah)
sneak up in his f-ckin’ house and take that n-gga sh-t, we won’t make a sound
okay like, keep my b-tches in check, i got a new check plus stones on my neck
call me danny with the phantom, stars up in the wraith, lookin’ like star trek
make her yell like “oowah!”, uso splash in the p-ssy
new coupe, b-tterfly effect
he shouldn’t have f-cked with me, knock his brains out make him look at like retrospect
p-ssy boy done said he wanted smoke but i can see right through
keep a blade right on my body just like barricuda, ay
like that’s my lingo, i speak money, huh, yeah i’m biligual
i keep the led, b-tch, just like a pencil so if you cross mine, christian mingle
pink on me like flamingo
keep two sticks, two guns, akimbo
i’m finna pop his top, no pringles
you finna die baby, bandingo
[interlude]
i think that’s the end of the verse, yeah
right there

[chorus]
huh, wrist, huh
same color my p-ss
i keep them sticks up in the whip, just watch me aim it at yo’ sh-t
n-gga, you not safe up in this b-tch, boy, i’m reckless
you’d think my name was steve with these blue diamonds on my necklace
i heard you n-ggas hate me, i don’t know why you so pressed, b-tch
is it because i’m cool and your main b-tch ate me for breakfast
i feel like superman, uh, clark kent
all black just like carbon
i just pass you n-ggas like the blunt or like i’m fartin’

[outro]
okay like!

- kyzo kidd

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