Wood - Audemar on My Wrist Lyrics

You don't know
That's fasho
(That's fasho)
I've been thinking that I'm sinking deep I can't feel no more
(Can't feel no more)
Pussy nigga really thinking run up and get some smoke
(Ha get some smoke bitch)
'Cause all my niggas they ready for war
'Cause bitch that's all we know
(That's all we know for real)
Run till I get to the bread yeah
Just to be right up ahead yeah
Bitch move around you the feds yeah
Before you collide with the lead yeah
Time to go visit my jeweler uh
He like how my drip can maneuver uh
I can tell little Johnny was looking for something that'll probably fit
Now I'm flexing with diamonds that hit
Bitch Audemar on my wrist Audemar on my wrist yeah
Audemar on my wrist Audemar on my wrist yeah
Audemar on my wrist Audemar on my wrist yeah
Audemar on my wrist, uh Audemar on my wrist
Paradise right in my hands I am gifted with nature it's keeping me grounded
Aggressive with verbals I'm beating this beat to the head
Timberland boot when I pound it Contusion
Concussion the competition
Niggas choosing to die when they Glocks be missing
Off he itching for money peep the common difference
That I drip and you drown that's the obvious mission
You don't know
That's fasho
(That's fasho)
I've been thinking that I'm sinking deep I can't feel no more
(Can't feel no more)
Pussy nigga really thinking run up and get some smoke
(Ha get some smoke bitch)
'Cause all my niggas they ready for war
'Cause bitch that's all we know
(That's all we know for real)
Run till I get to the bread yeah
Just to be right up ahead yeah
Bitch move around you the feds yeah
Before you collide with the lead yeah
Time to go visit my jeweler uh
He like how my drip can maneuver uh
I can tell little Johnny was looking for something that'll probably fit
Now I'm flexing with diamonds that hit
Bitch Audemar on my wrist Audemar on my wrist yeah
Audemar on my wrist Audemar on my wrist yeah
Audemar on my wrist Audemar on my wrist yeah
Audemar on my wrist, uh Audemar on my wrist
Bitch I blacked out
All of your gimmicks are getting wack now
Shorty be with me she giving neck now
And all of these demons I have to lash out
So I can live happy right in my stash house it was mainly dividends on dividends
Shoot it up 50 cent he thinking it's many men
Young boss got the fam and fitted with plenty friends, yeah
You don't know
That's fasho
(That's fasho)
I've been thinking that I'm sinking deep I can't feel no more
(Can't feel no more)
Pussy nigga really thinking run up and get some smoke
(Ha get some smoke bitch)
'Cause all my niggas they ready for war
'Cause bitch that's all we know
(That's all we know for real)
Run till I get to the bread yeah
Just to be right up ahead yeah
Bitch move around you the feds yeah
Before you collide with the lead yeah
Time to go visit my jeweler uh
He like how my drip can maneuver uh
I can tell little Johnny was looking for something that'll probably fit
Now I'm flexing with diamonds that hit
Bitch Audemar on my wrist Audemar on my wrist yeah
Audemar on my wrist Audemar on my wrist yeah
Audemar on my wrist Audemar on my wrist yeah
Audemar on my wrist, uh Audemar on my wrist