Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Look at Wrist, artist - Father. Date of issue: 31.08.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Look at Wrist |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, look at God! |
| Yeah, yeah, look at God! |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, look at God! |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist (yeah, right) |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist (yeah, yeah) |
| Said she didn’t wanna keep it, ooh, look at God! |
| Guess that will be our little secret… (oh, ho) |
| Hold that down (damn it, such a really, hold that back) |
| Hold that down (hold that back) |
| Hold that down (hold that back) |
| Hold that down (yeah, hold that back) |
| Pack after pack all summer (all summer) |
| Gas-guzzler, I remind her of her Hummer (of her Hummer) |
| She remind me of Corolla (of Corolla) |
| Hot boxin' in the middle of August windows rolled up (yuh) |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist |
| I want my wrists so cold, pneumonia in my fist |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist |
| Never had to whip a brick but I get the gist |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist (wrist, wrist) |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist (wrist) |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist (wrist) |
| I want my wrists so cold, pneumonia in my fist |
| My wrists done turned so cold (laugh) |
| My arm got runny nose (yuh) |
| I flip it for the high and get it for the low (low) |
| I’m booked for all these shows, I cook for all these hoes (hoes) |
| We turned a neighborhood kitchen into a 5 star stove (yuh) |
| Super chef Makonnen might sprinkle serotonin |
| Be careful when you rolling |
| 'Cause my wrist so god damn potent (yuh) |
| Oh, bitch, is you snoring? |
| Will wake up in the morning |
| 'Cause wrist game stupid and the wrist be going like… (yah) |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist |
| I want my wrists so cold, pneumonia in my fist |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist |
| Never had to whip a brick but I get the gist |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist (hello?) |
| I want my wrists so cold, pneumonia in my fist (ayy, uh, ayy) |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist (ayy, okay, uh) |
| Never had to whip a brick but I get the gist (ayy, uh, okay) |
| I hurt my fucking wrist, tryna jizz on your bitch (on your bitch) |
| I hurt my fucking wrist, doing donuts in the 6ix, hey |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, man, I hurt my fucking wrist |
| Pulling risk, man, you won’t understand 'bout this shit (yeah) |
| If I catch a opp, I’mma catch a opp, it ain’t shit (yeah) |
| I ain’t from the Chi, this Atlantastan, boy, that’s it (it ain’t shit, yeah) |
| Man, I’m outside, man, I’m outside with my old-ass shit |
| Look sad, man, pull up, yo' fucking pants (yeah, yo' fucking, yeah) |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, boy, like I’m hooping, hey |
| Wrist, wrist wrist, catch your girl if you’re losing, hey |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, all my niggas ready for jail (yeah) |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, but none of us is gonna hell (yeah) |
| Repent! |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist ((laugh)) |
| I want my wrists so cold, pneumonia in my fist |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist |
| Never had to whip a brick but I get the gist |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist (yeah) |
| I want my wrists so cold, pneumonia in my fist (in my fist) |
| Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist (wrist, wrist) |
| Never had to whip a brick but I get the gist (I get the gist) |