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ray da vinci - wrist on elsa lyrics

(intro)
“i don’t care what they’re going to say
let the storm rage on
the cold never bother me anyway”

[chorus]
left wrist on elsa
bad b+tches blowin’ up my phone but i won’t answer
turnt up b+tch, i’m turnt up in the booth with all my gangsters
we don’t want no love, lil’ p+ssy b+tch, we chasin’ paper
glock 19, pack a punch like joe frazier

my sh+t came with lasers
off that 1942, i take a shot, no chaser
at the mall my b+tch, get what she wants, your n+gga a baser
leave that broke ass n+gga, mama

do yourself a favor, f+ck

[verse 1]
gas what i smoke
pistols what i tote

run up in this b+tch, get shot got aim to bust yo dome
i don’t f+ck with p+ssy n+ggas, they could kiss my chrome
like what the f+ck these n+ggas on, we could get it goin
it ain’t nothin’ to send a blitz and leave a n+gga frozen
one call and it’s a strike, but i ain’t talkin’ bowling
my bank account on overload, and it’s steady growin
brody stay be in that middy like the demar derozen
face shot, you gettin’ dropped, ain’t none my n+ggas goin

know that glock be smooth as b+tter, bullets steady flowin
so tell me what you tryna do so we could get it goin

my sh+t came with lasers
off that 1942, i take a shot, no chaser
at the mall my b+tch, get what she wants, your n+gga a baser
leave that broke ass n+gga, mama

do yourself a favor, f+ck

- ray da vinci lyrics

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