LOOK AT MY WRIST

Lyrics

[Intro: Joey Purp] Yeah Young Purple man Yeah Gang gang Gang gang [Verse 1: Joey Purp] First off, y'all ain't fuck with me So please don't expect me to fuck with y'all Last year was all making friends My nigga, this year I'm getting money, though Rolling one while I'm smoking one I'm already high, you know how that go Lot of niggas putting up shots But we the only ones getting buckets, though I'm like, "Fuck it, though" Funny how they was funny-style just a year ago Back then, they didn't want me Now I'm hot, bitch, Mike Jones Nonstop, bitches sucking, fucking, sending pictures I could put my niggas on Never pictured all of this When we was getting chips and cheese out the cornerstore Flashback, like, twelve years old Young as fuck, already know the code Niggas wildin' for the cheddar cheese Westside to Cabrini Green Niggas parking lot pimping, catching P's Got supply? Well, I got the need We got loose squares, crack, dope, pills White tees, weed, lean, DVDs We got everything, holla at me, nigga, what you need? 21 with them leather seats, 17 with the plasma screen Cluckers get your ass a wedding ring Dreaming 'bout the problems money bring When you used to not having shit, young niggas brag about everything [Hook: Joey Purp] Like, damn, look at my wrist, dog Damn, look at my bitch, dog Damn, look at my crib, dog Damn, look at how I live, dog Damn, I be getting fits off Damn, look at my rims, dog Damn look at my whip, dog Look at all this fuck shit Damn, look at my wrist, dog Damn, look at my bitch, dog Damn, look at my crib, dog Damn, look at how I live, dog Damn, I be getting fits off Damn, look at my rims, dog Tired of all that fuck shit, gang gang [Verse 2: Cdot Huncho] (Huncho! Huncho! Huncho!) New bitch let me slide right in there I'm that nigga now you might've been And my Sprite probably violet Bitch with me staying solid Folks and them pushing up, it get violent Blacked-out, shit frightening High and fly like a pilot Get more jaws than a trident And I took lil' bitch from an island Still, I'll play her like a violin And that guap on me, I ain't hiding Folks and them get the call and they sliding Two-door whip, super heavy, I'm flying Make songs, ribeyes and mac on the side Fendi color interior of my ride Watch the interior, straight from Nigeria Whole lot of money go straight to material shit [?] Expensive-ass burgers, I ain't on that cereal shit Niggas still talking, they walking Know Rock got a hundred I'll probably go get him right quick We could just end this right quick Your hoe just asked, "Could she see me right quick?" Hold up, I'm finna go hit her right quick [Hook: Joey Purp] Like, damn, look at my wrist, dog Damn, look at my bitch, dog Damn, look at my crib, dog Damn, look at how I live, dog Damn, I be getting fits off Damn, look at my rims, dog Damn look at my whip, dog Look at all this fuck shit Damn, look at my wrist, dog Damn, look at my bitch, dog Damn, look at my crib, dog Damn, look at how I live, dog Damn, I be getting fits off Damn, look at my rims, dog Tired of all that— Tired of all that— Tired of all that—