Yuh P.E. Twain - What Wrist? Lyrics

Bitch it's P.E. Twain
Of the OH4TWO GANG
And we're f*cking on your biddies
And we're dropping f*cking fifties
Like there mother f*cking tissues
But like we ain't even litter
Bitch you do not want an issue
I'm a mother f*cking sinner
Bitch you know I drop the roof
Totin .40s in the coupe
If you want a f*cking deuce
Bitch you better bring the loot
If you tryna take my boof
Ima tell my homie shoot
My lil homie drop the roof
Totin .40s in the coupe

I can't stop shit paranoid bitch
Not an addict but everybody staring at my itch
Like its magic everybody be staring at my wrist
Like uh wait i'm still unemployed shit
I can't stop shit paranoid bitch
Not an addict but everybody staring at my itch
Like its magic everybody be staring at my wrist
Like uh wait i'm still unemployed shit