This is a song about "H2o wrist"

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Rolex on my wrist cost me 12 chickens

Timing them wrist watch down

I drive that all around

Try to shake my hand end up with a broke wrist

If you feel it, it must be real just

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Fame hall inhabitant spray the tec wrist throbbing

Foamposite max like i'm out of wake forest

I reminisced bout shit i missed then i slit my wrist,

Hit that ball deep with nothing but a flick... of the wrist.

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

Across ya wrist, obnoxious, i'm a boxer, i gotta spit,

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls