Zachadelic - Wrist

Look at my, look at my, look at my - wrist
Look at my, look at my, look at my - wrist
Look at my, look at my, look at my - wrist
Look at my, look at my, look at my

Wrist, wrist, wrist, whoa
Wrist, wrist, wrist, whoa
Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
Wrist, wrist, whoa, whoa

Look at the wrist
Look at the ice on my wrist
Spider-Man watch it's my shit
Look like I'm shopping at Toys R Us Kids
Barbie up next on my list
I got no Rollie
I'm furthest from rich
Cartier make my account take a hit
Audemars don't want no part in that shit
I'll spend my money on Pokémon bitch
Spend it on some Legos and Nintendo
I been riding in a rental
'Cause I stole a little bitches tricycle
And Crayola making millions
I'm finessing colored pencils
And I fuck her in the oval office
My dick presidential, yuhh
If I said it, then I meant it
And I meant it when I said it
Always keep a Teletubby in the basement
Suck me dry for entertainment
Have it tell me what my name is
Hundred bands on Captain Underpants I make him my lieutenant
Ever pleasant, bring you back to adolescence in a second
Hella legend
And I'm makin' M&M's like Kevin (Malone)
Man I get a dollar for a show (racks)
Spend it on some Mighty Beanz and Play-Doh (splat)
They say I should grow up, like no (no, no)
I say get down on your knees and blow (gags)
Girl my dick like 2 inches, whoa (huge)
But I never talk about it 'cause I do not wanna boast (humble)
Ever set on gettin' it, I been the man since I was 18 years old
Check the thermostat and turn the temp up 'cause it's gettin' pretty cold
Maybe I should leave the room, my wrist too froze (Post)
Man, I been a child and I swear I'll never change
Even in a couple years, pullin' off in the Range (Rove)
Yeah, I fuck the game, wonder if it feel me penetrate
I don't give a fuck if you offended, all I got to say is

Look at my, look at my, look at my - wrist
Look at my, look at my, look at my - wrist
Look at my, look at my, look at my - wrist
Look at my, look at my, look at my

Wrist, wrist, wrist, whoa
Wrist, wrist, wrist, whoa
Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
Wrist, wrist, whoa, whoa

Let's take a step back
Way back when I didn't know I could rap
Never thought I would be here where I'm at
Where the fuck am I? I need me a map
Lost in my thoughts and my memories, confined
Been here too long, someone get me outside
Just when I thought that I might just go blind
I see it far away, still in my sight
Fuck what you think
I am a king
Bust out the drinks
Buy me a ring
Drinks are on me
Kool-Aid, Capri
Gatorade G
Fuck a Henny
I will not be
Who I am not
Fuck being top
Go ahead, take the spot
This the shit that I got
This ain't gonna stop
Run with me now
Man, you with me or not?
Yuhh

Look at my, look at my, look at my - wrist
Look at my, look at my, look at my - wrist
Look at my, look at my, look at my - wrist
Look at my, look at my, look at my - wrist

Written by:
Zachery Perkins

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