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[ Featuring Kenny Mason ]

Gold cufflinks f*ck cuffs on wrists
Gold cufflinks f*ck cuffs on wrists
Gold cufflinks f*ck cuffs on wrists
Gold cufflinks f*ck cuffs on wrists

Bow before the queen, ha
Not in this lifetime
Thoughts black as the death that flow thru the pipelines
Blick
Black like tar, oil slick
As long I live, I'll live
Gold cufflinks f*ck cuffs on wrists
Gold cufflinks f*ck cuffs on wrists

Everything on shine, look inside homie
Shawty getting electric when she think of tryna slide on me
Mind over matter, oh, you mad? I don't mind homie
I ain't got the f*cking time now to shuck and jive homie, nah
Young Bruce Wayne out the bat cave
Facts
City on my back like my last name, facts
Since a lil' soldier I been going in
Way before Only Fans, when I was my only fan
How am I a thief if I showed my hands? (Oh Lord)
How they gon' steal the wave? We on stolen land

Beating these hoes by a landslide (landslide)
Touchdown dance with my hands high (hands high)
Tell 'em hit me up, that time (that time)
Left wrist, check bitch that time
I done bodied that, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
Check the polygraph, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
I done bodied that, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
Check the polygraph

Left wrist check
Left wrist check
You should know what time it is
Little bitch
Left, left, left wrist check
Left wrist check
You should know what time it is
Little bitch

Ayy, hand over the briefcase
Hand over the keys or
Nobody finna leave, ayy
Critics get your lips straight
Or hop offa my ick-day
Though he put in work, he getting off like a sick day
I don't hear no, "He say or she say" from haters
I burn it, then I earn it, boy, I cremate the paper
Sonny, listen when I'm talking, ayy, Cassius Clay
Man all these fly boys a plane crash away, man
Came from the jungles with Gorillas and Gold diggers
Niggas in they feelings, they so bitter, they hope that
We trip and fall down
But nope tell 'em I know better
All won nigga we gon' get it that's forever
Rah

Beating these hoes by a landslide (landslide)
Touchdown dance with my hands high (hands high)
Tell 'em hit me up, that time (that time)
Left wrist, check bitch that time
I done bodied that, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
Check the polygraph, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
I done bodied that, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
Check the polygraph

Left wrist check
Left wrist check
You should know what time it is
Little bitch
Left, left, left wrist check
Left wrist check (ayy)
You should know what time it is (ayy)
Little bitch (ayy)

Yeah, f*ck the coppers
Tote the chopper, no helicopter
I hit this block and made a pretty penny sellin' copper
I'm from the bottom, bitch, you gotta pay me top dolla
A drop top a make that top thot a top dropper
Shot shooter, shit, sharpshooter, opp dropper
Sharp collar, neck lit up, shot caller
Yeah
I can't take a risk with a frisk
They gon' try it 'cause we rich from the bricks with a blick
Yeah
Lefty with the left wrist I'm from the west bitch
I was wrestling without the ref and got the strength bitch
Never met up with a clique without a metal clip clip
I was tryna get my weight up so I never skipped gym
I know that optimally every cop a opp to me
But I would hit the lady cop from NYPD
Riding with a cocked semi yellin', "F*ck cop city"
Keep a knot for who with me, f*ck whoever not with me
Like yeah

Beating these hoes by a landslide (landslide)
Touchdown dance with my hands high (hands high)
Tell 'em hit me up, that time (that time)
Left wrist, check bitch that time
I done bodied that, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
Check the polygraph, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
I done bodied that, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
Check the polygraph

Left wrist check
Left wrist check
You should know what time it is
Little bitch
Left, left, left wrist check
Left wrist check
You should know what time it is
Little bitch
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Gold cufflinks f*ck cuffs on wrists
Gold cufflinks f*ck cuffs on wrists
Gold cufflinks f*ck cuffs on wrists
Gold cufflinks f*ck cuffs on wrists

Bow before the queen, ha
Not in this lifetime
Thoughts black as the death that flow thru the pipelines
Blick
Black like tar, oil slick
As long I live, I'll live
Gold cufflinks f*ck cuffs on wrists
Gold cufflinks f*ck cuffs on wrists

Everything on shine, look inside homie
Shawty getting electric when she think of tryna slide on me
Mind over matter, oh, you mad? I don't mind homie
I ain't got the f*cking time now to shuck and jive homie, nah
Young Bruce Wayne out the bat cave
Facts
City on my back like my last name, facts
Since a lil' soldier I been going in
Way before Only Fans, when I was my only fan
How am I a thief if I showed my hands? (Oh Lord)
How they gon' steal the wave? We on stolen land

Beating these hoes by a landslide (landslide)
Touchdown dance with my hands high (hands high)
Tell 'em hit me up, that time (that time)
Left wrist, check bitch that time
I done bodied that, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
Check the polygraph, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
I done bodied that, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
Check the polygraph

Left wrist check
Left wrist check
You should know what time it is
Little bitch
Left, left, left wrist check
Left wrist check
You should know what time it is
Little bitch

Ayy, hand over the briefcase
Hand over the keys or
Nobody finna leave, ayy
Critics get your lips straight
Or hop offa my ick-day
Though he put in work, he getting off like a sick day
I don't hear no, "He say or she say" from haters
I burn it, then I earn it, boy, I cremate the paper
Sonny, listen when I'm talking, ayy, Cassius Clay
Man all these fly boys a plane crash away, man
Came from the jungles with Gorillas and Gold diggers
Niggas in they feelings, they so bitter, they hope that
We trip and fall down
But nope tell 'em I know better
All won nigga we gon' get it that's forever
Rah

Beating these hoes by a landslide (landslide)
Touchdown dance with my hands high (hands high)
Tell 'em hit me up, that time (that time)
Left wrist, check bitch that time
I done bodied that, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
Check the polygraph, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
I done bodied that, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
Check the polygraph

Left wrist check
Left wrist check
You should know what time it is
Little bitch
Left, left, left wrist check
Left wrist check (ayy)
You should know what time it is (ayy)
Little bitch (ayy)

Yeah, f*ck the coppers
Tote the chopper, no helicopter
I hit this block and made a pretty penny sellin' copper
I'm from the bottom, bitch, you gotta pay me top dolla
A drop top a make that top thot a top dropper
Shot shooter, shit, sharpshooter, opp dropper
Sharp collar, neck lit up, shot caller
Yeah
I can't take a risk with a frisk
They gon' try it 'cause we rich from the bricks with a blick
Yeah
Lefty with the left wrist I'm from the west bitch
I was wrestling without the ref and got the strength bitch
Never met up with a clique without a metal clip clip
I was tryna get my weight up so I never skipped gym
I know that optimally every cop a opp to me
But I would hit the lady cop from NYPD
Riding with a cocked semi yellin', "F*ck cop city"
Keep a knot for who with me, f*ck whoever not with me
Like yeah

Beating these hoes by a landslide (landslide)
Touchdown dance with my hands high (hands high)
Tell 'em hit me up, that time (that time)
Left wrist, check bitch that time
I done bodied that, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
Check the polygraph, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
I done bodied that, it's a flatline (it's a flatline)
Check the polygraph

Left wrist check
Left wrist check
You should know what time it is
Little bitch
Left, left, left wrist check
Left wrist check
You should know what time it is
Little bitch
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Writer: Alex Goose, Daniele Luppi, Edwin Green, Oluwatobi Ajibolade, Raphael Brown, Robert Wooten
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group

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