Look at Wrist (feat. ILOVEMAKONNEN & Key!)

Yeah, yeah, yeah look at god!
 Yeah, yeah, yeah look at god!
 Yeah, yeah, yeah look at god!
 (wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist)
 Said she didn't wanna keep it
 Look at God!
 Guess that will be our little secret...
 Hold that down (hold that back)
 Hold that down (hold that back)
 Hold that down (hold that back)
 Hold that down (hold that back)
 Pack after pack all summer
 Gas guzzler I remind her of her hummer
 She remind me of lla
 Hot boxing in the middle of August windows rolled up
 Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
 I want my wrists so cold pneumonia in my fist
 Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
 Never had to whip a brick but I get the gist
 Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
 Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
 Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
 I want my wrists so cold pneumonia in my fist
 My wrists done turned so cold
 My arm got runny nose
 I flip it for the high and get it for the low
 I'm booked for all these shows
 I cook for all these hoes
 We turned a neighborhood kitchen into a 5 star stove
 Super chef Makonnen might sprinkle serotonin
 Be careful when you rolling because my wrist so goddamn potent
 Oh bitch is you snoring?
 Will wake up in the morning
 Because wrist game stupid
 And the wrist be going like
 Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
 I want my wrists so cold pneumonia in my fist
 Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
 Never had to whip a brick but I get the gist
 Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
 Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
 Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
 I want my wrists so cold pneumonia in my fist
 Ok, I hurt my fucking wrist tryna jizz on your bitch
 I hurt my fucking wrist doing donuts in the six
 Hey wrist, wrist, wrist man I hurt my fucking wrist
 Pulling risk, man you wouldn't understand about this shit
 If I catch a opp
 I'mma catch a opp
 It ain't shit
 I ain't from the Chi, this Atlantastan
 Boy that's it
 Man I'm outside
 Man I'm outside
 With my old ass
 Shit look sad
 Man pull up, your fucking pants
 Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
 Boy like im hooping hey
 Wrist, wrist wrist
 Catch your girl if you're losing hey
 Wrist, wrist, wrist
 All my niggas ready for jail
 Wrist, wrist, wrist
 But none of us is going to hell
 Repent!
 Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
 I want my wrists so cold pneumonia in my fist
 Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
 Never had to whip a brick but I get the gist
 Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
 Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
 Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
 I want my wrists so cold pneumonia in my fist