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CUDDLE MY WRIST

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Cuddle my wrist, cu-cu-cuddle my wrist
Cuddle my bitch, cu-cu-cuddle my bit`Cuddle my wrist, cu-cu-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 ain`t showing no slack
Never been a quitter, I`ma turn it to the max
Lean in my liver, I`ve been taking good batch
Real dope dudes don`t 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 don`t call no threat
I`m a big dog, you ain`t 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 ain`t 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 can`t talk to you nothing `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 heat up
I stop that hitta, my cuts up
y`all go crazy, it bust up
Young nigga already pushed the Ferrari
I came in with the head off
Jumbo Patek got his crushed career
All these wheels, got dust on the wheel
So many foreigns, a car doesn`t show it
Poured up my cup when I hopped on the Lear
Dripping severe, the guard is here
Dixon 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

Date Added: 2019-01-11
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