Look at my wrist (x3)
Equivalent to10 bricks
10 bricks to the fish (x4)
Look at my wrist (x3)
Equivalent to10 bricks
10 bricks to the fish (x4)
Rick Ross:
Look at my wrist
Its 200 thou, that mean f** that n***a
Come and f** me now
s** me down, Blow my s**s
Push that coupe, Ima drop that top
And all them n***as that talk, Them b**hes neva had money
Whip it with a phunk and get that extra mob money
Get yah first million and the come in with a test
Watch for the feds, jack boys, and IRS
4 Jesus pieces and a motherf**ing tech
Clapping at all you n***as imitating Samick Mavrado
Got them argentinies and kilos up in the condo
And my European b**h always screaming armani
10 bricks on the wrist, I find it funny
I'm counting cash, you don't know me n***a
Its Rose, the one and only n***a
Look at my wrist (x3)
Equivalent to10 bricks
10 bricks to the fish (x4)
Look at my wrist (x3)
Equivalent to10 bricks
10 bricks to the fish (x4)
Birdman:
See i'm richer than the richest
Filthy by my riches
Dope boy fresh, made man getting tickets
Holiday sunshine how we get it
Flipping in the Bentley every time we come and spin it
So she love the way I shine homie
Put on her mind, do it big time homie
Priceless, you know the game with no line homie
Tote it all the time, see my son did time on it
So 100 mill what we eat
The feast of the streets, Cash money young beast
Full grind, Cash money all the time
Fire flame spitter do this sh** in day time, Bdatt
Flip a n***a notha top
The watch on rocks, do this sh** hard knocks
A all red new fleet, swagged out n***a, YMCMB
Look at my wrist (x3)
Equivalent to10 bricks
10 bricks to the fish (x4)
Look at my wrist (x3)
Equivalent to10 bricks
10 bricks to the fish (x4)