Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Wrist , by - Fredo Santana. Release date: 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 |