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