Opps passing
I'm blasting
Cops passing
I'm smashin
Do the dash and
Toe tag'em
Big knots
40 Glocks
Big nasty
Chain heavy
They aint ready
Wrist Rock'em
Pinky ring
Steady bling
The bitch pricey
Be myself be fresh to death
Ya bitch like it
We can roll
Toe fa toe
I miss fighting
Wanna be me but he can be me
Just get like me
Johnson street trappin all the way to the hope
Smoking weed sellin dope out the f*ckin front door
Police hit the spot cut the water off before
What you know bout one flush only down the kamole
Nigga thats that trap life
We live everything they talk about in they rap life
You talk too much but bitch i bet i get some act right
Shout out TBuck my niggas really live dat track life dat track life
Thats off the flap
You play wit me and have ya thoughts up in ya lap
Make his nigga pull the trigger while his nigga him dap
Nigga talk that murder talk but is you really livin dat
I got real hitta dat would kill ya and dey really feelin dat
Niggas go to war for anything we really Silverbacks
Always had them plastic spoons neva eva da silver packs
When they free my nigga Murda you know we finna act
Fly my nigga out to Cali take me nigga out to Sacks
Opps passing
I'm blasting
Cops passing
I'm smashin
Do the dash and
Toe tag'em
Big knots
40 Glocks
Big nasty
Chain heavy
They aint ready
Wrist Rock'em
Pinky ring
Steady bling
The bitch pricey
Be myself be fresh to death
Ya bitch like it
We can roll
Toe fa toe
I miss fighting
Wanna be me but he can be me
Just get like me
Twin glocks f*cked up I call'em Mary Kate and Ashley
Nigga playin i'll smash'em and for them bodies we aint taxin'
I was strugglin up in Plaquemine reggie blunts we was matching
Moved to Houston now a nigga could take trips out to Cali
Smoking on da Soulja roll aint f*ckin wit no sober hoe
Murder Man Dance I did dat shit fa my brudda hoe
Nigga want beef
I like nachos
And tacos
Clutch game on lock hoe
Nigga was supposed to be my vato
Wrist workin dis bitch perfect
Could sell a pie a purchase
Nigga lurkin I catch him slipping he gon need a surgeon
Need a body dis pistol play too much dis bitch a virgin
Opps passing
I'm blasting
Cops passing
I'm smashin
Do the dash and
Toe tag'em
Big knots
40 Glocks
Big nasty
Chain heavy
They aint ready
Wrist Rock'em
Pinky ring
Steady bling
The bitch pricey
Be myself be fresh to death
Ya bitch like it
We can roll
Toe fa toe
I miss fighting
Wanna be me but he can be me
Just get like me
Vipa Muzik - Wrist Rockem (feat. Rastaman Tbuck) Lyrics
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Opps passing
I'm blasting
Cops passing
I'm smashin
Do the dash and
Toe tag'em
Big knots
40 Glocks
Big nasty
Chain heavy
They aint ready
Wrist Rock'em
Pinky ring
Steady bling
The bitch pricey
Be myself be fresh to death
Ya bitch like it
We can roll
Toe fa toe
I miss fighting
Wanna be me but he can be me
Just get like me
Johnson street trappin all the way to the hope
Smoking weed sellin dope out the f*ckin front door
Police hit the spot cut the water off before
What you know bout one flush only down the kamole
Nigga thats that trap life
We live everything they talk about in they rap life
You talk too much but bitch i bet i get some act right
Shout out TBuck my niggas really live dat track life dat track life
Thats off the flap
You play wit me and have ya thoughts up in ya lap
Make his nigga pull the trigger while his nigga him dap
Nigga talk that murder talk but is you really livin dat
I got real hitta dat would kill ya and dey really feelin dat
Niggas go to war for anything we really Silverbacks
Always had them plastic spoons neva eva da silver packs
When they free my nigga Murda you know we finna act
Fly my nigga out to Cali take me nigga out to Sacks
Opps passing
I'm blasting
Cops passing
I'm smashin
Do the dash and
Toe tag'em
Big knots
40 Glocks
Big nasty
Chain heavy
They aint ready
Wrist Rock'em
Pinky ring
Steady bling
The bitch pricey
Be myself be fresh to death
Ya bitch like it
We can roll
Toe fa toe
I miss fighting
Wanna be me but he can be me
Just get like me
Twin glocks f*cked up I call'em Mary Kate and Ashley
Nigga playin i'll smash'em and for them bodies we aint taxin'
I was strugglin up in Plaquemine reggie blunts we was matching
Moved to Houston now a nigga could take trips out to Cali
Smoking on da Soulja roll aint f*ckin wit no sober hoe
Murder Man Dance I did dat shit fa my brudda hoe
Nigga want beef
I like nachos
And tacos
Clutch game on lock hoe
Nigga was supposed to be my vato
Wrist workin dis bitch perfect
Could sell a pie a purchase
Nigga lurkin I catch him slipping he gon need a surgeon
Need a body dis pistol play too much dis bitch a virgin
Opps passing
I'm blasting
Cops passing
I'm smashin
Do the dash and
Toe tag'em
Big knots
40 Glocks
Big nasty
Chain heavy
They aint ready
Wrist Rock'em
Pinky ring
Steady bling
The bitch pricey
Be myself be fresh to death
Ya bitch like it
We can roll
Toe fa toe
I miss fighting
Wanna be me but he can be me
Just get like me
I'm blasting
Cops passing
I'm smashin
Do the dash and
Toe tag'em
Big knots
40 Glocks
Big nasty
Chain heavy
They aint ready
Wrist Rock'em
Pinky ring
Steady bling
The bitch pricey
Be myself be fresh to death
Ya bitch like it
We can roll
Toe fa toe
I miss fighting
Wanna be me but he can be me
Just get like me
Johnson street trappin all the way to the hope
Smoking weed sellin dope out the f*ckin front door
Police hit the spot cut the water off before
What you know bout one flush only down the kamole
Nigga thats that trap life
We live everything they talk about in they rap life
You talk too much but bitch i bet i get some act right
Shout out TBuck my niggas really live dat track life dat track life
Thats off the flap
You play wit me and have ya thoughts up in ya lap
Make his nigga pull the trigger while his nigga him dap
Nigga talk that murder talk but is you really livin dat
I got real hitta dat would kill ya and dey really feelin dat
Niggas go to war for anything we really Silverbacks
Always had them plastic spoons neva eva da silver packs
When they free my nigga Murda you know we finna act
Fly my nigga out to Cali take me nigga out to Sacks
Opps passing
I'm blasting
Cops passing
I'm smashin
Do the dash and
Toe tag'em
Big knots
40 Glocks
Big nasty
Chain heavy
They aint ready
Wrist Rock'em
Pinky ring
Steady bling
The bitch pricey
Be myself be fresh to death
Ya bitch like it
We can roll
Toe fa toe
I miss fighting
Wanna be me but he can be me
Just get like me
Twin glocks f*cked up I call'em Mary Kate and Ashley
Nigga playin i'll smash'em and for them bodies we aint taxin'
I was strugglin up in Plaquemine reggie blunts we was matching
Moved to Houston now a nigga could take trips out to Cali
Smoking on da Soulja roll aint f*ckin wit no sober hoe
Murder Man Dance I did dat shit fa my brudda hoe
Nigga want beef
I like nachos
And tacos
Clutch game on lock hoe
Nigga was supposed to be my vato
Wrist workin dis bitch perfect
Could sell a pie a purchase
Nigga lurkin I catch him slipping he gon need a surgeon
Need a body dis pistol play too much dis bitch a virgin
Opps passing
I'm blasting
Cops passing
I'm smashin
Do the dash and
Toe tag'em
Big knots
40 Glocks
Big nasty
Chain heavy
They aint ready
Wrist Rock'em
Pinky ring
Steady bling
The bitch pricey
Be myself be fresh to death
Ya bitch like it
We can roll
Toe fa toe
I miss fighting
Wanna be me but he can be me
Just get like me
Writer: Clinton White
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid