
Look at Wrist 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
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
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