Wrist Watch / Prayed For This

[Part I: Wrist Watch] [Intro] Kush gang, bitch (Karlos got that juice) [Chorus] Tick, tock, gonna **** them niggas on that bridge, block I just spent a hundred on my wrist watch Walkin 'round detentions in my flip-flops (Zino Records) Tick tock, this is trap music, this ain't hip-hop Man ain't fist-fighting, man would lick shots Millionaire, still got the strip locked Look (Hahahaha) Uh [Verse] I, I was dreamin' 'bout this wealth, even when I'm with them shooters Got the nina by my belt, I'on need no one for help I'm 'bout to bring the whole block out to Hollywood with me Have all them opps beefing with theirself, uh They wanna chat, but I got no time Wanna talk buisness with me, Lizzie gotta give that shit the co-sign I, I just landed these pounds, I'm enjoying Fuck cuddling my chick in the house, that's annoying, ah (I'm Boston Geo—) I'm Boston George in my city I was, I was milly-rockin' in a Richard Mille If it ain't zushi, then I order runtz Bitches always fall in love, I can't fuck them more than once (Still-still) Still makin' bud fly, burner on me Cah I'll make their mum cry before my mum cry It's Nina with the nina, fam, you know who I be I'm in the club with no ID, it's Nines [Outro] Tick, tock, gonna **** them niggas on that bridge, block I just spent a hundred on my wrist, watch Walkin 'round detentions in my flip flops [Part II: Prayed For This] [Intro] (Ayy, Mr Lee) [Chorus] (So-so) Sold out tour, I swear I prayed for this Back when I was doin' tours, fam, I prayed for this sh— (When I) When I was selling drawers, fam, I prayed for this Now I ain't gotta take a risk, cah I made it [Verse] Uh, another sum, I'm just grateful I'm just tryna get this money and stay faithful I miss my nigga Jaz, we ain't spoke in months Used to pay a guy a G a week to roll my blunts, uh Wouldn't believe what I made off of weed And if the trap was a sport, I'd be the face of the league When jail, fam, we had the wing shutdown I was bringing KFC buckets, and I did a wing shutdown, uh I was stuck in a cold cell, like I used to live in the W Hotel I ain't rich yet, but I'm on the verge Snuck in bitches, come home, they be chillin' with my concierge Legends never die, like propellers, fam, I'm fly It was shillings in the buy, playing tennis in the sky We get Calis from the coast and all these niggas with football pendants Next time, tag me in your posts, it's Nines [Chorus] (So-so) Sold out tour, I swear I prayed for this Back when I was doin' tours, fam, I prayed for this sh— (When I) When I was selling drawers, fam, I prayed for this Now I ain't gotta take a risk, cah I made it, bitch [Outro] Money on the way, yeah, I prayed for this They get nuttin' when they pray, man ah atheist Doin' great, cah we pray for it Take the food off my plate, man ah take a risk Let me do it two more times