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Ludd Allen - Wrist Lyrics



Ludd Allen - Wrist Lyrics




I just came for my revenge and I just pray it's not too late
It can't be late
Reminiscing bout them days when I was sitting on them crates
Pussy niggas tried to play you had to batch em in the face

Let you niggas kill me once but I just rose above the grave
I've been studying my grind and I done f*cked around got paid
Slowly been losing my mind and all them drugs wasn't gone save it
I be taking my time whenever I choose me an angle
I be taking my time whenever I choose me an angle

You love to travel, you f*ck with me, you meet your maker
You love weed, you f*ck with me, I got the flavors
I love my brothers, for most of them, salam alaikum
The opps ain't talking, I swear to god this iron gon make em

F*ck all that talking, look at my wrist F*ck all that talking, look at my wrist
F*ck all that talking, look at my wrist Look at these bitches, they all on my d*ck
These niggas mad, I'm getting rich

... war zone in my basement
Room got filled with short niggas, you thought we wasn't gon shake shit
Hair pulling with the doggy style, you really know how to take d*ck
Wop Wop Wop Wop

That room get filled with short niggas, you thought we wasn't gon shake shit
Hair pulling with the doggy style, you really know how to take dick
Hurry up, pass me to switch, stand up and On Biz matter who it is
Me and gang gon kill a pic , we 10 Toes stay true to this

Don't you estimate this greatness, cause I'm running out of patience
Niggas talk like I won't shake em, niggas play like I won't take em
I got static, I got action, up the mack out on you niggas
I be laughing , over lapping , I'm Michael Jackson to you niggas

I just came for my revenge and I just pray it's not too late
It can't be late
Reminiscing bout them days when I was sitting on them crates
Pussy niggas tried to play, you had to batch em in the face
Let you niggas kill me once, but I just rose above the grave
I been steady in my grind and I done f*cked around, got paid
Slowly been losing my mind and all them drugs what gon save it
I be taking my time whenever I choose me a
Angle
I be taking my time whenever I choose me an angle

I Protect the house that I stay in, can't leave the house that I prayin
My momma used to make me stay in, I was 15 getting paid den
Now niggas running me to get saved, while bitches running me to get paid
Why niggas running me to get saved, why bitches running me to get laid
F*ck all that talk and look at my wrist
F*ck all that talk and look at my wrist
F*ck all that talk and look at my wrist
Look at these bitches, they all on my dick
These niggas mad, I'm getting rich
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I just came for my revenge and I just pray it's not too late
It can't be late
Reminiscing bout them days when I was sitting on them crates
Pussy niggas tried to play you had to batch em in the face

Let you niggas kill me once but I just rose above the grave
I've been studying my grind and I done f*cked around got paid
Slowly been losing my mind and all them drugs wasn't gone save it
I be taking my time whenever I choose me an angle
I be taking my time whenever I choose me an angle

You love to travel, you f*ck with me, you meet your maker
You love weed, you f*ck with me, I got the flavors
I love my brothers, for most of them, salam alaikum
The opps ain't talking, I swear to god this iron gon make em

F*ck all that talking, look at my wrist F*ck all that talking, look at my wrist
F*ck all that talking, look at my wrist Look at these bitches, they all on my d*ck
These niggas mad, I'm getting rich

... war zone in my basement
Room got filled with short niggas, you thought we wasn't gon shake shit
Hair pulling with the doggy style, you really know how to take d*ck
Wop Wop Wop Wop

That room get filled with short niggas, you thought we wasn't gon shake shit
Hair pulling with the doggy style, you really know how to take dick
Hurry up, pass me to switch, stand up and On Biz matter who it is
Me and gang gon kill a pic , we 10 Toes stay true to this

Don't you estimate this greatness, cause I'm running out of patience
Niggas talk like I won't shake em, niggas play like I won't take em
I got static, I got action, up the mack out on you niggas
I be laughing , over lapping , I'm Michael Jackson to you niggas

I just came for my revenge and I just pray it's not too late
It can't be late
Reminiscing bout them days when I was sitting on them crates
Pussy niggas tried to play, you had to batch em in the face
Let you niggas kill me once, but I just rose above the grave
I been steady in my grind and I done f*cked around, got paid
Slowly been losing my mind and all them drugs what gon save it
I be taking my time whenever I choose me a
Angle
I be taking my time whenever I choose me an angle

I Protect the house that I stay in, can't leave the house that I prayin
My momma used to make me stay in, I was 15 getting paid den
Now niggas running me to get saved, while bitches running me to get paid
Why niggas running me to get saved, why bitches running me to get laid
F*ck all that talk and look at my wrist
F*ck all that talk and look at my wrist
F*ck all that talk and look at my wrist
Look at these bitches, they all on my dick
These niggas mad, I'm getting rich
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Writer: Allen Henderson
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Performed By: Ludd Allen
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: Allen Henderson

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