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broke wrist - rich the kid lyrics

[hook: t-wayne]
young nigga smooth with the wrist [x12]

[verse 1: rich the kid]
wrist game, wrist game
young nigga in the kitchen made a mill with the wrist game
fucking your b-tch in that matte black
bring it back
taught her how to whip it in the kitchen
made a come back
i was countin’ up racks when they was sleepin’ on me
bankroll too big, can’t put a rubber band on it
i could whip it with a motherfucking broke wrist
had to come up to the plug for the whole brick
young nigga smooth with the pot
i don’t wanna fuck
give me top
i got 22 pigeons in the drop
i don’t fuck with nobody cause i’m hot
think i’m playing?, you must be crazy
in the living room tryna whip a baby
thank the lord that i made it cuz they hate me
overseas
taking trips out to haiti
they know i’m rich, but a nigga still trappin’
we did it once, now the whole world dabbin’
diamonds on froze, like the south pole
gas bag
gas bag
elbow
i know they watching, so i’m trappin’ smarter
tryna break the pot
i whip it harder

[hook: t-wayne]

[verse 2: key]
gotta make love to the pot
love to the pot
gotta make love to the pot
love to the pot
when you scr-pe the pot
better not miss a spot
boy you missed a spot
now you owe me guap
made a lot of guap
off my fucking wrist
i done took some risks
that made a nigga rich
shout out my brother rich
shout out my brother flip
my blood brother, man, man
savage, he gon’ trip
oh lord, not again
oh lord, not again
i think i hurt my hand, man
i think i broke my wrist
wrist, wrist, wrist
man, fuck that b-tch
this some real shit
yeah, i really whipped a brick
i don’t get the gist
i don’t get the gist
i really did this shit
it really don’t make no sense
you ain’t making sense
you ain’t making sense
get up out my phone
i’m finna go fuck my d-ck

[hook: t-wayne]

- rich the kid lyrics

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