This is a song about "Flick of the wrist"

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Shit, lyrical fire i spit with the quick wrist shift slick shit i will commit

Fame hall inhabitant spray the tec wrist throbbing

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood

You know? real flick" nasty 32 look.

And yes, his left wrist represents the way that his day go

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

Plenty of wrist slashing n' scrapes affects the groans,

And yes, his left wrist represents the way that his day goes

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

All these diamonds dancing on my wrist

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Cause she see the way i ball, how my wrist and that be lit up