Wrist

[Chorus: Logic] Yeah, I've been killin' this shit 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 shit, now they fuckin' with this Yeah, I've been killin' this shit 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 shit, now they fuckin' with this Yeah, I've been, yeah I've been killin' this, killin' this shit Yeah, I've been flickin' that, flickin' that wrist Yeah, I've been killin' this, flickin' that, killin' this, flickin' that wrist Yeah, I've been killin' this shit Yeah, I've been hard in the paint, not a single assist Yeah, I've been flickin' that wrist Flickin' that, killin' this, flickin' that wrist [Verse 1: Logic & Pusha T] Let me tell you 'bout the young man Matter of fact, I'ma let Push tell that Tell you 'bout 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 mi hermanos (Yuugh) 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, I could feel the throttle That Michelangelo, hundreds in the envelope Tight shit when I write shit And that old man had a change of heart Wish he 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 [Chorus: Logic] Yeah, I've been killin' this shit 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 shit, now they fuckin' with this Yeah, I've been killin' this shit 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 shit, now they fuckin' with this Yeah, I've been, yeah I've been killin' this, killin' this shit Yeah, I've been flickin' that, flickin' that wrist Yeah, I've been killin' this, flickin' that, killin' this, flickin' that wrist Yeah, I've been killin' this shit Yeah, I've been hard in the paint, not a single assist Yeah, I've been flickin' that wrist Flickin' that, killin' this, flickin' that wrist [Verse 2: Pusha T] Simple logic Clockwise, counterclockwise, realest nigga in the top five Other four ain't rap niggas, I'm just reppin' for the blow side Yuugh, 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 bitch 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, (Yuugh) all Ray Liottas Shades of blue, I aim at you Let the sky fall, let it rain on you [Chorus: Logic] Yeah, I've been killin' this shit 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 shit, now they fuckin' with this Yeah, I've been killin' this shit 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 shit, now they fuckin' with this Yeah, I've been, yeah I've been killin' this, killin' this shit Yeah, I've been flickin' that, flickin' that wrist Yeah, I've been killin' this, flickin' that, killin' this, flickin' that wrist Yeah, I've been killin' this shit Yeah, I've been hard in the paint, not a single assist Yeah, I've been flickin' that wrist Flickin' that, killin' this, flickin' that wrist