CUDDLE MY WRIST Future

[Intro]
Zaytoven
Cuddle my wrist, cu-cu-cuddle my wrist
Cuddle my bitch, cu-cu-cuddle my bit'
Cuddle my wrist, cuddle my wrist
Cuddle my, cu-
Cuddle my, cuddle

[Chorus]
Cuddle my wrist, cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist
Cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist, cuddle my wrist

[Refrain]
I got that monkey on my back
I walk around with 500 racks
I keep the city on my shoulders
Carry it 'round like a bag of stacks
I put a kit on a Bentayga
Dr. Miami, the ass fat
Nigga wanna play with the Murda Squad
Fuck around, I had to call up Scratch

[Verse 1]
Goyard as soon as the bag got packed
Zone 6, sure, I ain't showing no slack
Never been a quitter, I'ma turn it to the max
Lean in my liver, I've been taking good batch
Real dope dealers don't hang around rats
Four by four, sitting taller than a 'Lac
Margiela on my toes, sittin' way in the back
Canary yellow gold, Rollie and a Mac
Glock four-oh, plastic gat
VV coated, sitting on my chest
Pussy ass niggas don't call no threat
I'm a big dog, you ain't nothin' but a pet
Weak ass nigga boutta run outta check
Tryna keep up, better step up your neck
Had to eat it up when I caught the baguettes
Snackin' on me, it ain't nothin' to address