This is a song about "Flip of my wrist"

Take my wrist and slit it

Me, wale, so hard - as shit

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

Try to hold my pencil and it'll make your wrist blow,

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

Pissed of so much i could have lifted and flip my school,

Time to flip the switch and find my true fate/

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

To be honest, im modest

I have those scars on my wrist

And with the flip of a card you erase your debts;

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Don't cross me like you atheist

All these diamonds dancing on my wrist

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Its so murderous and impervious how i work my wrist