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Cuddle my wrist, cu-cu-cuddle my wrist
Cuddle my bitch, cu-cu-cuddle my bit
Cuddle my wrist, cuddle my wrist
Cuddle my, cu-
Cuddle my, cuddle
Cuddle my wrist, cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist
Cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist, cuddle my wrist
I got that monkey on my back
I walk around with 500 racks
I keep the city on my shoulders, carry it round like a bag of stacks
I put a kid on a Bentayga
Dr. Miami, the ass fat
Nigga wanna play with the murda squad
Fuck around, I had to call up Scratch
Goyard as soon as the bag got packed
Zone 6, sure, I aint showing no slack
Never been a quitter, Ima turn it to the max
Lean in my liver, Ive been taking good batch
Real dope dudes dont hang around rats
Four by four, sitting taller than a Lac
Margiela on my toes, sittin way in the back
Canary yellow gold, Rollie and a Mac
Glock four-oh, plastic gat
VV coated, sitting on my chest
Pussy ass niggas dont call no threat
Im a big dog, you aint nothin but a pet
Weak ass nigga boutta run outta check
Tryna keep up, better step up your neck
Had to eat it up when I caught up against
Snackin on me, it aint nothin to address
Cuddle my wrist, cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist
Cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist, cuddle my wrist
Fifty-five mil on my carats
I never had to go in the vault
Fishscale when you speak my status
Future already done picked up the phone
We on a regular line, nigga
I cant talk to you nothin bout the raw
I heard you seen a nigga get flatline
You better not tell them none what you saw
Soon as I drop, I got flexed up
Fuck all that drama, got the heat tuck
Ice out the hittas, my cuts up
Yellow gold Presi, it bust up
Young nigga already pushed the Ferrari
I came in with the head off
Jumbo Patek gon crush your career
All these wheels, got dust on the wheel
So many foreigns, a car dealership
Poured up my cup when I hopped on the Lear
Drippin severe, the God is here
Dics in here, I got chartered here
I got that monkey on my back
I walk around with 500 racks
I keep the city on my shoulders, carry it round like a bag of stacks
I put a kid on a Bentayga
Dr. Miami, the ass fat
Nigga wanna play with the murda squad
Fuck around, I had to call up Scratch
Cuddle my wrist, cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist
Cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist, cuddle my wrist
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