Broke Boy Gang, Futon Don - WRIST lyrics
[Broke Boy Gang, Futon Don - WRIST lyrics]
And like, I just wanna have fun but like
People just jackin' my flows and shit
Money gon’ flick on my wrist
Think i'ma give it a fifth
Don't wanna ever be rich
Pushin’ like way too much weight
Know that them bitches okay
See you, gon' give her some cake
Give her the D, now she beg
Money gon' flick on my wrist
Think i'ma give it a fifth
Don't wanna ever be rich
Pushin' like way too much weight
Know that them bitches okay
See you, gon' give her some cake
Give her the D, now she beg
I just wanna fuck i don't wanna love
I just want the hugs
And squeezin’ on the butt
I want the diamond studs
Plus bitches on my nuts
I want the Bentley truck
Man, these thots in it I fuck
I’m just tryna make a buck
I'm not tryna move a brick
I’m tryna get this girl to fuck
Cause you know she thicc as shit
I need Ms in my account
Until that point, I won't come down
I need Ms in my account
Until that point, I won't come down yeh
Money gon' flick on my wrist
Think i’ma give it a fifth
Don't wanna ever be rich
Pushin' like way too much weight
Know that them bitches okay
See you, gon' give her some cake
Give her the D, now she beg
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Is Boyardee built to ball
Am I the greatest, of them all?
If you saying no, then fuck y'all
Look at me, flickin' the wrist
Cause I'm rich you got bitterness
Fuckin' your bitch, I'm in bliss
When I hit that beat, I keep it crisp
Look for Davis, I got green
Only homies on my team
Me and Jack, pop beans pull up, on the scene
Pull up, automatic
If you want it, you can have it
Smoking blunts, is a habit
I disappear, like I'm magic
Now we in the studio
She dancing on it, like a pole
She work it out, my pockets swole
Make shitty tracks, like bootyhole
I got bars, they from Gucci
He just gave 'em all to me
Designer jeans, just like Ksubi
If you hatin', then you sue me
Money gon' flick on my wrist
Think i'ma give it a fifth
Don't wanna ever be rich
Pushin' like way too much weight
Know that them bitches okay
See you, gon' give her some cake
Give her the D, now she beg
Money gon' flick on my wrist
Think i'ma give it a fifth
Don't wanna ever be rich
Pushin' like way too much weight
Know that them bitches okay
See you, gon' give her some cake
Give her the D, now she beg
Don't wanna ever be rich
Don't wanna ever be rich
Give her the D, now she beg skrrt
People just jackin' my flows and shit
Money gon’ flick on my wrist
Think i'ma give it a fifth
Don't wanna ever be rich
Pushin’ like way too much weight
Know that them bitches okay
See you, gon' give her some cake
Give her the D, now she beg
Money gon' flick on my wrist
Think i'ma give it a fifth
Don't wanna ever be rich
Pushin' like way too much weight
Know that them bitches okay
See you, gon' give her some cake
Give her the D, now she beg
I just wanna fuck i don't wanna love
I just want the hugs
And squeezin’ on the butt
I want the diamond studs
Plus bitches on my nuts
I want the Bentley truck
Man, these thots in it I fuck
I’m just tryna make a buck
I'm not tryna move a brick
I’m tryna get this girl to fuck
Cause you know she thicc as shit
I need Ms in my account
Until that point, I won't come down
I need Ms in my account
Until that point, I won't come down yeh
Money gon' flick on my wrist
Think i’ma give it a fifth
Don't wanna ever be rich
Pushin' like way too much weight
Know that them bitches okay
See you, gon' give her some cake
Give her the D, now she beg
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Is Boyardee built to ball
Am I the greatest, of them all?
If you saying no, then fuck y'all
Look at me, flickin' the wrist
Cause I'm rich you got bitterness
Fuckin' your bitch, I'm in bliss
When I hit that beat, I keep it crisp
Look for Davis, I got green
Only homies on my team
Me and Jack, pop beans pull up, on the scene
Pull up, automatic
If you want it, you can have it
Smoking blunts, is a habit
I disappear, like I'm magic
Now we in the studio
She dancing on it, like a pole
She work it out, my pockets swole
Make shitty tracks, like bootyhole
I got bars, they from Gucci
He just gave 'em all to me
Designer jeans, just like Ksubi
If you hatin', then you sue me
Money gon' flick on my wrist
Think i'ma give it a fifth
Don't wanna ever be rich
Pushin' like way too much weight
Know that them bitches okay
See you, gon' give her some cake
Give her the D, now she beg
Money gon' flick on my wrist
Think i'ma give it a fifth
Don't wanna ever be rich
Pushin' like way too much weight
Know that them bitches okay
See you, gon' give her some cake
Give her the D, now she beg
Don't wanna ever be rich
Don't wanna ever be rich
Give her the D, now she beg skrrt