Look at Wrist (Explicit)
Father"Look at Wrist (Explicit)" is a song by Father, released in 2014 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:26 long and contains 77 lines and 500 words.
0:00Look At Wrist - Father/I LOVE MAKONNEN/Key!
0:00Yeah yeah yeah look at god
0:05Yeah yeah look at god
0:08Yeah yeah yeah look at god
0:11Wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist
0:15Said she didn't wanna keep it
0:18Look at God
0:19Guess that will be our little secret
0:22Hold that down hold that back
0:24Hold that down hold that back
0:25Hold that down hold that back
0:27Hold that down hold that back
0:29Hold that down
0:31Pack after pack all summer
0:34Gas guzzler I remind her of her Hummer
0:38She remind me of Corolla
0:41Hot boxing in the middle of August windows rolled up
0:45Wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist
0:49I want my wrists so cold pneumonia in my fist
0:53Wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist
0:56Never had to whip a brick but I get the gist
1:00Wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist
1:04Wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist
1:08Wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist
1:11I want my wrists so cold pneumonia in my fist
1:15My wrists done turned so cold
1:16My arm got runny nose
1:18I flip it for the high and get it for the low
1:22I'm booked for all these shows
1:24I cook for all these hoes
1:26We turned a neighborhood kitchen into a 5 star stove
1:30Super chef Makonnen might sprinkle serotonin
1:33Be careful when you rolling
1:35Because my wrist so goddamn potent
1:37Oh b**ch is you snoring
1:39Will wake up in the morning
1:41Because wrist game stupid
1:42And the wrist be going like
1:45Wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist
1:49I want my wrists so cold pneumonia in my fist
1:53Wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist
1:56Never had to whip a brick but I get the gist
2:00Wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist
2:04I want my wrists so cold pneumonia in my fist
2:08Wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist
2:12Never had to whip a brick but I get the gist
2:15Ok I hurt my f**king wrist tryna jizz on your b**ch
2:18I hurt my f**king wrist doing donuts in the six
2:22Hey wrist wrist wrist man I hurt my f**king wrist
2:25Pulling risk man you wouldn't understand about this sh*t
2:29If I catch a opp
2:31I'mma catch a opp
2:32It ain't sh*t
2:33I ain't from the Chi this Atlantastan
2:36Boy that's it
2:37Man I'm outside
2:38Man I'm outside
2:39With my old a**
2:41Sh*t look sad
2:42Man pull up your f**king pants
2:45Wrist wrist wrist wrist
2:46Boy like I'm hooping hey
2:48Wrist wrist wrist
2:50Catch your girl if you're losing hey
2:52Wrist wrist wrist
2:53All my niggas ready for jail
2:56Wrist wrist wrist
2:57But none of us is going to hell
2:59Repent
3:00Wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist
3:04I want my wrists so cold pneumonia in my fist
3:08Wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist
3:11Never had to whip a brick but I get the gist
3:15Wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist
3:19I want my wrists so cold pneumonia in my fist
3:23Wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist
3:26Never had to whip a brick but I get the gist
Look At Wrist - Father/I LOVE MAKONNEN/Key! Yeah yeah yeah look at god Yeah yeah look at god Yeah yeah yeah look at god Wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist Said she didn't wanna keep it Look at God Guess that will be our little secret Hold that down hold that back Hold that down hold that back Hold that down hold that back Hold that down hold that back Hold that down 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 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 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 b**ch is you snoring Will wake up in the morning Because wrist game stupid And the wrist be going like 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 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 Ok I hurt my f**king wrist tryna jizz on your b**ch I hurt my f**king wrist doing donuts in the six Hey wrist wrist wrist man I hurt my f**king wrist Pulling risk man you wouldn't understand about this sh*t If I catch a opp I'mma catch a opp It ain't sh*t I ain't from the Chi this Atlantastan Boy that's it Man I'm outside Man I'm outside With my old a** Sh*t look sad Man pull up your f**king 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 niggas ready for jail Wrist wrist wrist But none of us is going to hell Repent 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 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
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