Look at Wrist (TrapMoneyBenny Remix) Father (Ft. iLoveMakonnen & KEY!)

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[Intro: Father]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, look at God
Yeah, yeah, look at God
Yeah, yeah, yeah, look at God
Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist (Yeah, right)
Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Father]
Said she didn't wanna keep it, woo, look at God
Guess that will be our little secret... (oh, ho)
Hold that down (Damn it, such a really, hold that back)
Hold that down (Hold that back)
Hold that down (Hold that back)
Hold that down (Yeah, hold that back)
Pack after pack all summer (All summer)
Gas-guzzler, I remind her of her Hummer (Of her Hummer)
She remind me of Corolla (Of Corolla)
Hot boxin' in the middle of August windows rolled up (yuh)

[Chorus: Father & iLoveMakonnen]
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, wrist, wrist, wrist (Wrist)
I want my wrists so cold, pneumonia in my fist