Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Wrist, artist - Fredo Santana.
Date of issue: 02.01.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
My Wrist |
I whipped a whole brick, thank God for my wrist |
I can fuck your bitch, thank God for my wrist |
Man this money ain’t shit, thank God for my wrist |
Just spent a nigga rent, thank God for my wrist |
Thank God for my wrist, thank God for my wrist |
Thank God for my wrist, thank God for my wrist |
Thank God for my wrist, thank God for my wrist |
Thank God for my wrist |
Just give me two bricks I’ll turn them into six |
Got a couple bitches and they watch me water whip |
Send them killers to your script, I shot up your crib |
Shout out to know he got me a thirty clip |
Smoking loud so strong you can smell it through your ear |
The way I whip this dope thank God for my wrist |
The way she suck my dick thank God for her lips |
Damn, thank God for this bitch |
Couple chickens in my backpack thank God for these bricks |
Couple shootouts let it blow thank God for my wrist |
Middle fingers to the industry I’m just trying to get my M’s |
Feeling like Drake I don’t need no new friends |
(I still ride with my day one niggas I don’t really need |
No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no no new) |
I whipped a whole brick, thank God for my wrist |
I can fuck your bitch, thank God for my wrist |
Man this money ain’t shit, thank God for my wrist |
Just spent a nigga rent, thank God for my wrist |
Thank God for my wrist, thank God for my wrist |
Thank God for my wrist, thank God for my wrist |
Thank God for my wrist, thank God for my wrist |
Thank God for my wrist |
Thank God for my wrist |
Said I don’t need a bitch but thank God for a bitch |
Came up selling weed stopped fucking with the D |
Thank God that I switched |
Got me running through the cuts, got me jumping over stuff |
Thank God for the fifths |
Thank God for the trap house and when its coming to these extras |
Thank God for my wrist |
Catch me cooking up a brick or catch a charge for this shit |
And my kind of empty just a in that bitch |
Pot on the stove put your arm in that shit |
And good with my hands but thank God for my wrist |
I whipped a whole brick, thank God for my wrist |
I can fuck your bitch, thank God for my wrist |
Man this money ain’t shit, thank God for my wrist |
Just spent a nigga rent, thank God for my wrist |
Thank God for my wrist, thank God for my wrist |
Thank God for my wrist, thank God for my wrist |
Thank God for my wrist, thank God for my wrist |
Thank God for my wrist |