Soulja Boy
Breaking My Wrist
[Intro]
Bow!.. Skrt... You know what the fuck going on n***a.. Ugh!

[Verse]
Stand in the trap I'm breaking my wrist
Came up from three bricks
I walk in the trap designer my kicks
Bussdown Rollie wrist
Step out the whip margiela my fit
In the trap cut up a brick
Pull up get to dumping that stacks on deck money gang shit
I fell in love with breaking my wrist
Put Yeezy's on my feet and I hit lick
Slide through the city Mac-11 hollow tips
Stacks on deck money gang we on that shit
I hop out the rarri they copy the drip
I jump out the jet then bag up a brick
Run up on gang you gon get hit
I fell in love with whipping' my wrist
Zone 1 money gang on fuck shit
Stacks on deck money gang what I claim we with the shit
Pull up on you let the whole thing hit
I'm on the highway with 250 bricks
Chillin in mansion, new residence
Young n***a street n***a play with dead presidents
In the trap cook up the dope with no evidence
I play with the pack and the medicine
I play with the pack and the sack and its evident
Got a brick in the trunk like an elephant
Came up from serving that medical
Truck-load of money I got to go shovel it
Run up a M&M then I double it
Stacks on deck money gang pull up we bussing shit
I pull to the trap and I pull up with stupid bricks
VVS diamonds I Ice out my whole wrist