I don't F-wit lames so don't sit to close
You ain't in my lane yeah you shift to slow
Drip a couple banz yeah the fit to cold
Pauly lookin plain but the wrist too
Froze
Oh
My wrist too froze
Oh
My wrist too
Froze
Oh
Wrist too froze
Oh yah
Gucci wallet cost a dub
And I made it back
Whoa
Me and 23 in the Beemer on road
I don't like delays yeah you just too slow
Money gun supreme nigga
Three
Two
Blow
Uh
And I don't talk a lot
I be in the p-lot
Wit your baby in the parking spot
Whoa
Got a couple banz on my neck like froze
Cameras get to snappin' nigga
Three
Two
Pose
I don't F-wit lames so don't sit to close
You ain't in my lane yeah you shift to slow
Drip a couple banz yeah the fit to cold
Pauly lookin plain but the wrist too
Froze
Oh
My wrist too froze
Oh
My wrist too
Froze
Oh
Wrist too froze
Oh yah
Yeah
Red October my new jacket
Teyoh made of magic
She said what I want told her sit it on my pallet
Money makin' addict
Focused on the cabbage
Vintage be the fabric nigga stuntin' is a habit for real though
I can't wit lames they gon turn me to my old ways
Fly to California kill a show on my off day
Ice bucket challenge yeah the flow too cold
Hunnits stay drippin' money dance like whoa
I don't F-wit lames so don't sit to close
You ain't in my lane yeah you shift to slow
Drip a couple banz yeah the fit to cold
Pauly lookin plain but the wrist too
Froze
Oh
My wrist too froze
Oh
My wrist too
Froze
Oh
Wrist too froze
Oh yah
I don't F-wit lames
I don't
I don't F-wit lames
Yeah you shift to slow
Drip a couple banz yeah the fit to cold
Pauly lookin plain but the wrist too
Froze
Oh
My wrist too froze
Oh
My wrist too
Froze
Oh
Wrist too froze
Oh yah