EBK Young Joc
Wrist Cold

[Intro]
(Jew3lz)
Aye, aye
Man

[Chorus]
I got a house on my wrist
Bitch your n***a broke (Hey, hey)
I be crackin fives, I ain't ever cracked a four (Man)
Bro just hit my line, he gotta latch (Aye, aye)
What we on?
If the boys flick they lights, do the dash
Bitch we gone
I got a house on my wrist
Bitch your n***a broke
I be crackin' fives, I ain't ever cracked a four
Bro just hit my line, he gotta latch
What we on?
If the boys flick they lights, do the dash!
Bitch we gone
I got a house on my wrist (No)
Bitch your n***a broke

[Verse]
Ooh, n***as never know what Sleeze on (Aye what the fuck)
Beating up the blade, Ridin' round with three hoes
Yea, I got a bag but so what I need more
40 on me, fresh out the box with 3,0
[?] How you broke and you say you a CEO
When it come between me and my [?], they gettin' off (Aye)
I can tell you get no money, you settled on Figueroa (Aye, aye)
I'm a whip beater upper, be taggin' these n***as [?]
Bitch you pulled up in your stash, and spending it on some clothes (Man)
Calm down cuddy you just for the hype (Aye what the fuck)
How the fuck you a [?] rapper and you still ain't got no ice
Like master P, we bout about it just for life
12, 9 baby welcome to the trife (Welcome)
Where these n***as play with pistols and not knives
Little baddie got a body, if you don't we get 'em right
Aye, aye, aye, aye
[Chorus]
I got a house on my wrist
Bitch your n***a broke
I be crackin fives, I ain't ever cracked a four
Bro just hit my line, he gotta latch
What we on?
If the boys flick they lights, do the dash
Bitch we gone
I got a house on my wrist
Bitch your n***a broke
I be crackin' fives, I ain't ever cracked a four
Bro just hit my line, he gotta latch
What we on?
If the boys flick they lights, do the dash
Bitch we gone

[Verse 2]
Bitch we gone, watch how you be talking on them phones (Aye)
I ain't worried bout no n***a I got poles
Chopper bullets rip the flesh, breaking bones
Don't need nobody I can do it on my own (N***a)
I told her choose, that bitch fucked around and chose (Bitch)
Prada stepping with the [?] not [?]
I'm [?] n***as [?], you bet not call me your bro
We running straight to it, we never running from smoke
[Outro]
Aye, aye, aye
I got poles
Nobody
Breaking bones
On my own, n***a
Chose, bitch
Not [?]
Bet not call me your bro