歌手:Father
专辑:《Young Hot Ebony》

作词 : Centel Mangum/Makonnen Sheran/Marquis Devone Whittaker
作曲 : Centel Mangum/Makonnen Sheran/Marquis Devone Whittaker
[Intro: Father]
Yeah, yeah, yeah look at god! (x3)
(wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist)
[Verse 1: Father]
Said she didn't wanna keep it
Look at God!
Guess that will be our little secret...
Hold that down (hold that back) (x4)
Pack after pack all summer
Gas guzzler I remind her of her Hummer
She remind me of Corolla
Hot boxing in the middle of August windows rolled up
[Hook: Father]
Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
I want my wrists so cold pneumonia in my fist
Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
Never had to whip a brick but I get the gist
Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
I want my wrists so cold pneumonia in my fist
[Verse 2: iLoveMakonnen]
My wrists done turned so cold
My arm got runny nose
I flip it for the high and get it for the low
I'm booked for all these shows
I cook for all these hoes
We turned a neighborhood kitchen into a 5 star stove
Super chef Makonnen might sprinkle serotonin
Be careful when you rolling because my wrist so goddamn potent
Oh ******* is you snoring?
Will wake up in the morning
Because wrist game stupid
And the wrist be going like
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Key!]
Ok, I hurt my ******* wrist tryna ******* on your *******
I hurt my ******* wrist doing donuts in the six
Hey wrist, wrist, wrist man I hurt my ******* wrist
Pulling risk, man you wouldn't understand about this *******t
If I catch a opp
I'mma catch a opp
It ain't *******t
I ain't from the Chi, this Atlantastan
Boy that's it
Man I'm outside
Man I'm outside
With my old ass
*******t look sad
Man pull up, your ******* pants
Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
Boy like I'm hooping hey
Wrist, wrist wrist
Catch your girl if you're losing hey
Wrist, wrist, wrist
All my *******s ready for jail
Wrist, wrist, wrist
But none of us is going to hell
Repent!
[Hook]