Lyrics Beauty Pageant Wrist - Marcy Mane

Beauty Pageant Wrist

Dress my wrist up like a beauty pageant
I dress my wrist up like a beauty pageant
All this shine on me
I dress my wrist up like a beauty pageant
All this shine on me I’m looking like a palace
I got that loud pack why you smoking childish?
I got that loud pack why you smoking childish?
I dress my wrist up like a beauty pageant
All this shine on me I’m looking like a palace
I got that loud pack why you smoking childish?
All my friends too iced up and we need a doctor
Because its summertime and we looking arctic
Goth Money weather damage, twerk my wrist so hard
Like the HAARP I change the weather pattern
Make the whole game flock, flock all white feathers
Whole game on flame mode, do her like Nike with the bag
She cold, Icy Gucci clique damn we on flick mode
Icy Gucci clique damn smoking thick hoes, with a bitch-uh
I sell too much, like a walking lick
Feeling calmed down, but I’m with the clique
I sell too much, and we too legit
I sell too much, but I’m with the clique
I dress my wrist up like a beauty pageant
All this damn shine I’m looking like a palace
I got that loud pack why you smoking childish?
I got that loud pack why you smoking childish?
I dress my wrist up like a beauty pageant
All this shine on me man, looking like a, like a damn palace
All this shine on me is looking like a damn palace