BIAS - Humid Wrist Lyrics

Now I'm comin' up, leave a bitch struck
I'll be pullin' up in a Benz truck
Now they wanna f*ck but my bitch enough
Water in my top, humid wrist, what?

This that cellar talk, ayy (Cellar)
Unknown location, ayy (Yeah, yeah)
Make bitch itch like dijon, ayy (Itch)
Mustard on my tongue, ayy (Ah)
In bloom when I hit that lotus, ayy
Cam zoom when I need that focus, ayy
Chris Froome, positive when my life is cray
Linguine in my Gucci
Now these hoes tryna sue me 'cause I am the true me
What the f*ck? (The f*ck?)
Now they wanna have a groupie, but I'm fine, thanks
I got plenty of love (Yeah, yeah)
Plenty of company, plenty of f*cks (Yeah, yeah)
But I ain't got none to give to you scrubs
Do I really need to go and rub it in that all this Robu in a cup
Will go and f*ck it up for you? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
One day my account will keep on multiplyin' (Multiplyin')
Dollar bills will go emoji flyin' ('Moji flyin')
Kill the people with biases about havin' no flow as the pale boy that I am
F*ck all the gold shit, I just want the diamond (Ice, ayy, ayy)
Rubies and sapphires, all of the high-end
I put my heart in this shit like I put my dick in the pussy
Leave her cryin', f*ck

Now I'm comin' up, leave a bitch struck
I'll be pullin' up in a Benz truck
Now they wanna f*ck but my bitch enough
Water in my top, humid wrist, what?
Now I'm comin' up, leave a bitch struck
I'll be pullin' up in a Benz truck
Now they wanna f*ck but my bitch enough
Water in my top, humid wrist, what?

Puttin' thotties on the block, ayy
Always wanted true love, ayy
Early bird like a cock, ayy
Eat my chick like it's broccoli
Clockwork Orange when I walk by (Orange)
Haters can't be in my shoes (Shoes)
That Capri sun on my jewelry (Dough)
That Capri Sun on my juice (Juice)
My bomb will blow up, no defuse
I need more sleep, a masseuse
I need a plain Jane on my wrist and a reminder 'bout how it feels to go lose (Winnin')
Time is tick-tockin' for you
Tryna do what I already do
I'ma stick to my NT1-A 'cause I'm into money
I'm acceleratin' in a coupe (Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, ayy)
Marvis on my teeth when I smile to the camera (What?)
Hermès on my skin, on a wave like it's Canada (Okay)
Noah Carter, when I'm on the mic's when I come alive (Yuh)
I just wanna do it every night (Ayy)
I just got ambition, can't f*ck up the vision
I think God put me on a mission, can't fail now, just listen

Now I'm comin' up, leave a bitch struck
I'll be pullin' up in a Benz truck
Now they wanna f*ck but my bitch enough
Water in my top, humid wrist, what?
Now I'm comin' up, leave a bitch struck
I'll be pullin' up in a Benz truck
Now they wanna f*ck but my bitch enough
Water in my top, humid wrist, what?
Now I'm comin' up, leave a bitch struck
I'll be pullin' up in a Benz truck
Now they wanna f*ck but my bitch enough
Water in my top, humid wrist, what?