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​shinigami – wrist! lyrics

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[verse 1]
diamonds on my wrist, wrist, wrist, i don’t give a sh#t
i’m a (?) now she blowin’ me a kiss
wrist, wrist, wrist, diamonds on my wrist
diamonds on my wrist, yeah, diamonds on my wrist
a princess cut, they gon’ slit my wrist now
i been livin’ boujee, my whole gang sippin’ (?)
spendin’ all that time writing songs, i just freestyle
b#tches used to dump me now they all on my d#ck now
i don’t need no help, i’m with my brothers and we comin’ up
rockies in my network, data squad you know i’m counting up
she call me her daddy ’cause she know that i’mma f#ck it up
static in my brain, just turn it up because i’ve had enough

[chorus]
calculator must be broken ’cause this sh#t isn’t addin’ up
do whatever i want and then get paid, lil’ boy you mad or what?
grindin’ for this bread, you know i’ll get mine no matter what
i just poured a four i think i need a bigger cup
they say they didn’t know me when i’m counting all my pesos
i be at the mall, put dior on my main hoe
i don’t go outside, i’d rather just stay home
i been going dark, you know i need to lay low

[verse 2]
diamonds on my wrist, wrist, wrist, i don’t give a sh#t
i’m a (?) now she blowin’ me a kiss
wrist, wrist, wrist, diamonds on my wrist
diamonds on my wrist, yeah diamonds on my wrist
she just threw a fit so i threw her some d#ck, yeah
keepin’ .40 on me and it stay on my hip, nah
semi#automatic with that extendo clip, yeah
if you tryna fight better throw up them fists, yeah
i been going through it, tomorrow is better
you so far behind you need to hustle and catch up
i been waiting patiently, i know that i’m next up
i be in my bed but i need to keep my head up
i feel like a phantom ’cause i leave without a trace
i been going crazy, paranoia in my brain
b#tch you a civilian, you all look the same
b#tches try to play me but this sh#t ain’t no game, nah

[chorus]
calculator must be broken, this sh#t isn’t addin’up
do whatever i want and then get paid, lil’ boy you mad or what?
grindin’ for this bread, you know i’ll get mine no matter what
i just poured a four i think i need a bigger cup
they say they didn’t know me when i’m counting all my pesos
i be at the mall, put dior on my main hoe
i don’t go outside, i’d rather just stay home
i been going dark, you know i need to lay low



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