HICCUP

[Intro: Aminé] B-Bossed up, yeah Bossed (Hey!) [Chorus: Aminé] My wrist sore (True), my wrist sore (True) You don't want no problems, bitch, no hiccups (No hiccups) No hiccups (No hiccups), no hiccups (No hiccups) He ain't 'bout that drama, bitch, no hiccups (No hiccups) I don't trust no one (No one), my wrist is lookin frozen (Ice) Ice cold, too cold, numb (It's cold) I rewind (Woah) [Post-Chorus: Aminé] Gave her dick and then I split (Yeah), mhm (Hee!) Workin' like I got a shift (Yeah), mhm (Ayy) Youngest nigga poppin' shit (Yeah), mhm (Uh-huh) Don't want no kids, that's bad as shit (Yeah), yeah (No way!) Had my whole life give and go (Yeah), mhm (True true) 24, on 24s (Yeah), mhm (Skrrt!) Diamonds on my bitch (Yeah), mhm (On my bitch) That's drip all on my wrist (Yeah), mhm (Yeah, on my wrist, yeah) [Verse 1: Aminé] Ass fat (Thick!), yeah, bring it right back (See) I'm-I'm in the VIP, 'cause they pay me for this shit I'ma be here if it's be here, that's your car note on my wrist (Huh?) [Chorus: Aminé] My wrist sore (My wrist), my wrist sore (My wrist) You don't want no problems, bitch, no hiccups (No hiccups) No hiccups (No hiccups), no hiccups (No hiccups) He ain't 'bout that drama, bitch, no hiccups (No hiccups) I don't trust no one (No one), my wrist is lookin' frozen (Ice) Ice cold, too cold, numb (It's cold) I rewind (Woah) [Post-Chorus: Aminé] Gave her dick and then I split (Yeah yeah), fuck a Birkin (Yeah yeah) Workin' like I got a shift (Yeah, yeah), puttin' work in (Yeah, yeah) Youngest nigga poppin' shit (Yeah, yeah), bitch I'm certain (Yeah) Don't want no kids that's bad as shit (Hold up, I had plans) Had my whole life give and go (Yeah), that shit right back 24, on 24s (Yeah), yeah it's like that Diamonds on my bitch, mhm That's drip all on my wrist, mhm [Verse 2: Gunna] Put diamonds on my bitch, mhm Cuban bracelets on my wrist, mhm You hear that we got rich, mhm Michael Jordan for the kids, mhm I’m connected like a bridge, mhm Copped my bitch the latest Mercedes-Benz ('Cedes Benz) I was all alone, Young Gunna ain't got no friends With ya bitch in the mall and spent a couple bands (Couple bands) Don't talk at all ain't into shakin' hands (Shakin' hands) She offer me some pussy, mouth and ass (And ass) My flawless baguettes are lookin' like some glass Might pull the pedal tryna do the dash (Mhm) [Outro: Aminé & Gunna] Mhm, yeah Mhm, yeah Mhm, yeah Mhm