Soulja Boy Tell ‘Em – Wrist In The Bowl (Music Video)

Soulja Boy Tell ‘Em performing Wrist In The Bowl (Music Video 2016) 

Versuri (lyrics)  Wrist In The Bowl 

You gotta chase your dreams man 
I’m above the clouds on a prἰvate jet 
I got all this designer on me .. 

Whippin’ my wrist, whippin’ my wrist 
Whippin’ my wrist, whippin’ my wrist 
Whippin’ my wrist, whippin’ my wrist 
Got all these bricks, get it I’m stackin’, I’m packin’ 
Lil Soulja’s too rich 
Whippin’ my wrist, whippin’ my wrist 
Whippin’ my wrist, whippin’ my wrist 
Whippin’ my wrist, whippin’ my wrist 
To get all these bricks, stack it and flip 
Lil Soulja too rich 

I’m makin’ it rain, yeah I changed the weather
I break it down, put it right back together
Got Louie, Gucci, it’s all on my sweater
My ni*gas winnin’ we don’t see no contenders
My ni*gas go hard, my ni*gas stack millis
I’m swervin’, ridin’ and I’m drivin’ in Bentleys
I’m over in Illi, I’m rockin’ it silly
I’m rockin’ Fendi and she lookin’ like.. really
Benjis on Benjis while swervin’ in Bentleys
We watchin’ for the cops, ni*gas be snitchin’
Got millis on millis, you ni*gas be silly
We stack it, pack it, stack it up to the ceilin’
I wrap it, package, then I ship it
All of my ni*gas we get it
All of my ni*gas we kill it
Catch the case then quit it
Niggas get acquitted, got money cause we got no limits
I’m trappin’ and cappin’, had to make it happen
All of my ni*gas we swervin’ in Phantoms
My diamonds dancin’ just like Tony Montana
I take a trip from Brazil to Atlanta
I come out the water, got bricks like a boulder
They comin’ in, ni*ga tell me your order
My ni*gas get money, I swerve in a foreign
And the coupes with the paint and the spoiler
Valet park that Bugatti, I’m winnin’
My ni*gas stackin’, they got millis on millis
I’m runnin’ bands, I’m the man in my city
I’m gettin’ money, ni*gas hatin’ like really
I’m gettin’ money, ni*gas ain’t f*ckin’ with me
I’m gettin’ mili, I got mili on mili
I stack it, pack it up to the ceilin’
I’m gettin’ money, ni*gas know that I’m killin’
A mili, a mili, I did it, I did it
My ni*gas stackin’, ya my ni*gas they with it
We stackin’ money, we got milis on milis
We swervin’, ridin’, and we drivin’ in Bentleys
My ni*gas talk and ya my ni*gas get it
All of you ni*gas you gotta get it
All of my ni*gas we got to get it
Used to trap out the bank with 20 pounds of midgets
20 pounds of midget, that’s what I’m trappin’
No cappin’ had to make my momma happy
I got Louie, Gucci, now they look at me funny
They say Soulja Boy you get all of this money
Them ni*gas hated cause I’m hot as the sun
Soulja strapped with the automatic gun
F*ckin’ the 100s, I don’t do the ones
Breakin’ bricks down to cookies and crumbs

Whippin’ my wrist, whippin’ my wrist
Whippin’ my wrist, whippin’ my wrist
Whippin’ my wrist, whippin’ my wrist
Got all these bricks, get it I’m stackin’, I’m packin’
Lil Soulja’s too rich
Whippin’ my wrist, whippin’ my wrist
Whippin’ my wrist, whippin’ my wrist
Whippin’ my wrist, whippin’ my wrist
To get all these bricks, stack it and flip
Lil Soulja too rich

I’m the one that they see up
Ice all over me, yup
Hit the bank with some freeze up
You might see me on your street, yup
In the club and the VIP, yup
What you talkἰn’ bout ni*ga…