Wrist - Logic/Pusha T
Written by：Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Terrence Thornton
Yeah I've been killin' this sh*t
Yeah I've been hard in the paint not a single assist
Yeah I've been flickin' that wrist
Yeah I've been cookin' that sh*t now they f**kin' with this
Yeah I've been killin' this sh*t
Yeah I've been hard in the paint not a single assist
Yeah I've been flickin' that wrist
Yeah I've been cookin' that sh*t now they f**kin' with this
Yeah I've been yeah I've been killin' this killin' this sh*t
Yeah I've been flickin' that flickin' that wrist
Yeah I've been killin' this cookin' that
Killin' this flickin' that wrist
Yeah I've killin' this sh*t
Yeah I've hard in the paint not a single assist
Yeah I've flickin' that wrist
Yeah I've cookin' that sh*t now they f**kin' with this
Let me tell you about the young man
Matter of fact I'm a let push tell that
Tell you about the old man
Had a change of heart and then fell back
Old man lived a long life
Walked around with a long knife
You ain't cut the white like jesus
That colombiana that's me and models like yugh
Look at the flick of that wrist
I'm feelin' like leonardo
Let me paint a picture I might need a bottle
On the road to success like I feel the throttle
That michaelangelo hundreds in the envelope
Tight sh*t when I write sh*t
And that old man had a change of heart
Wrist they knew it back from the start like goddamn
Looked around seen his wife on the ground
Military bussin' bullets all over the whole compound
Soon as he seen it I swear it
I mean it my members go quicker than vamonos
He dead she dead he in jail
Everyone fallin' like dominoes
Yeah I've been killin' this sh*t
Yeah I've been hard in the paint not a single assist
Yeah I've been flickin' that wrist
Yeah I've been cookin' that sh*t now they f**kin' with this
Yeah I've been killin' this sh*t
Yeah I've been hard in the paint not a single assist
Yeah I've been flickin' that wrist
Yeah I've been cookin' that sh*t now they f**kin' with this
Yeah I've been yeah I've been killin' this killin' this sh*t
Yeah I've been flickin' that flickin' that wrist
Yeah I've been killin' this cookin' that
Killin' this flickin' that wrist
Yeah I've killin' this sh*t
Yeah I've hard in the paint not a single assist
Yeah I've flickin' that wrist
Yeah I've cookin' that sh*t now they f**kin' with this
Clockwise counterclockwise
Realest ni**a in the top five
Other four ain't rap
I'm just reppin' for the blow side
Yeah that's coastlines
Panama for the boat rides
Worth billions and we ain't even need showtime
Just money counters and kitchenwear
Condo with a b**ch in there
Two scales and baggies we got rich in there woo
The rollie's been the trophy
Since hawaiian sophie
Curry over kobe we shootin' niggas
Splash brothers with the coca
Add in baking soda
Goodfellas to my niggas
Yeah already owed us
Shades of blue I aim at you
Let the sky fall let it rain on you
Yeah I've been killin' this sh*t
Yeah I've been hard in the paint not a single assist
Yeah I've been flickin' that wrist
Yeah I've been cookin' that sh*t now they f**kin' with this
Yeah I've been killin' this sh*t
Yeah I've been hard in the paint not a single assist
Yeah I've been flickin' that wrist
Yeah I've been cookin' that sh*t now they f**kin' with this
Yeah I've been yeah I've been killin' this killin' this sh*t
Yeah I've been flickin' that flickin' that wrist
Yeah I've been killin' this cookin' that
Killin' this flickin' that wrist
Yeah I've killin' this sh*t
Yeah I've hard in the paint not a single assist
Yeah I've flickin' that wrist
Yeah I've cookin' that sh*t now they f**kin' with this
