Yo Gotti - Work Ya Wrist FAKE lyrics

(Chorus) The difference between a pimp and a street n***a dog Is a pimp n***a work his b**h A trapper work the trap, a pimp work the track But a street n***a works his wrist (4x) Work ya wrist then, well work ya wrist then I get my wrist game on cause my wrist game strong And my wrist flexible like I broke my wrist bone I got muscles in my wrist, cause the 4 touched the pad I can't count every play I use different rubber bands Red means 30 stacks blue means 10 packs When I say Imma skreet n***a b**h I mean that Hold up, Hold up, this sh** won't cake up 80 thousand dollar profits so I bought a Jacob Yeeaahhh, yeah that's my favorite word Hit a plug with the herb and connected with the bird He hurt he know homey where ya been dog? Ain't no sense in callin' Gucci less yer buying 10 dog I crossed 10 state lines just to bring the pack here Go'n fill ya W-2s out cause I'm taxin' I'll pay for that a** I ain't never been a mack But ya front me a pack, I'll bring that money back Gotta stay fresh, all white tee Dark Gucci lokez so the boy can't see Triple beam scales, 5 for the pound, 12 for the Q-P, it's goin down Yeeahh, and I'm sick wit it I got major cake And I blow 50 Gs on a rainy day I got hard white, I'm with Gucci Mane We f**in 50 hoes cause they some Gucci fans There's a stack dirty, there's a plaque dirty His jeans cut and his slacks dirty Blowin bubble gum, we gettin blew down Like it's Mardi Gras, we got the top down Imma chef too, name Dough Boy Call me Boston, Georgia, or just blow boy f**ed a b**h who's gettin stacked Keep it moving less you movin' this pack Whatcha say Gucci? I was thinking out loud Bout what? Sellin whole better break the sh** down Sackin Gary Payton I was gonna buy T-O Sat 24, a whole, 80 country "Whoa-flow" I got 30 bricks sold add 60 mounds of gold I'm the same way in case yer baby mobile wanna snow D-boy swag mane, shawty that's what I got Got that Larry Bird yay, and it's jumpin out the pot You be down motherf**er cause you know I'm too hot Sick wrist game dawg I ain't talkin bout my watch Want a chain like mine, but ya can't afford the price You can call me frigidaire because I pack a lotta ice You can spin the world like the Earth on it's axis I'm gainin' wait dawg just like a fat b**h Gotta mean with some pea, wanna learn just watch n***a, red stop sign n***a roll kush stop