Breaking My Wrist

Lyrics

("Oh my god is that Avery")
 Bow!. Skrt... You know what the fuck going on nigga. Ugh!
 Stand in the trap I'm breaking my wrist
 Came up from three bricks (Skrt)
 I walk in the trap designer my kicks
 Bussdown Rollie wrist (Rollie wrist)
 Step out the whip margiela my fit
 In the trap cut up a brick
 Pull up get to dumping that stacks on deck money gang shit
 I fell in love with breaking my wrist
 Put Yeezy's on my feet and I hit lick
 Slide through the city Mac-11 hollow tips (Grrah)
 Stacks on deck money gang we on that shit
 I hop out the rarri they copy the drip
 I jump out the jet then bag up a brick
 Run up on gang you gon get hit (Uh)
 I fell in love with whipping' my wrist (My wrist)
 Zone 1 money gang on fuck shit (Fuck shit)
 Stacks on deck money gang what I claim we with the shit
 Pull up on you let the whole thing hit
 I'm on the highway with 250 bricks (Bricks)
 Chillin in mansion, new residence
 Young nigga street nigga play with dead presidents
 In the trap cook up the dope with no evidence
 I play with the pack and the medicine
 I play with the pack and the sack and its evident (woah)
 Got a brick in the trunk like an elephant (Woah)
 Came up from serving that medical
 Truck-load of money I got to go shovel it
 Run up a M&M then I double it
 Stacks on deck money gang pull up we bussing shit
 I pull to the trap and I pull up with stupid bricks (Bricks)
 VVS diamonds I Ice out my whole wrist
 You know what the fuck going on
 Stacks on deck money gang
 

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Song Details

Duration
01:22
Key
7
Tempo
140 BPM

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