Lyrics History by Jazz Cartier

[Intro]
Mm-hm, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh, yeah
Aziz
Trooper-ed, trooper-ed
I'm goin' stupid, yeah
I swear

[Chorus: AzizTheSnake]
New wrists, my bezel glistenin'
Just slid through the district, okay
Treat you right, you do my dishes
You grant mine, I'll grant your wishes
Sacked up, but this shit get different
Big dog, no they can't big fish me
Been a while and I know she miss me
Take your time, 'cause we got history

[Verse]
Hey, hey, huh, but please don't tempt me
One neck kiss, gotta wet through the Fenty
Wanna parlay like a nigga know Desi
Friends wanna fuck, now I'm caught in a frenzy
Mind been gone and the drugs ain't helpin'
Love my hoes, I'm selfish
Just FaceTime, don't text me, yeah
Count my dimes how I count my blessings
Niggas know me and the hoes do too now
Gotta show green if you wantin' me to move now
This ain't no Fashion Nova, this Bottega Veneta
Call the driver when I pull up to get out
I got some bigger money with some bigger vendettas
See through dress, I just can't help it
If I kiss you, best not tell it
Ice your body down, it's melting
Pussy fetish, pussy wet
Couldn't wait to the crib, wanna fuck in traffic
Don't press record 'cause it might get graphic
Touch it, bring it, baby, watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, format it

[Chorus: AzizTheSnake]
New wrists, my bezel glistenin'
Just slid through the district, okay
Treat you right, you do my dishes
You grant mine, I'll grant your wishes
Sacked up, but this shit get different
Big dog, no they can't big fish me
Been a while and I know she miss me
Take your time, 'cause we got history
New wrists, my bezel glistenin'
Just slid through the district, okay
Treat you right, you do my dishes
You grant mine, I'll grant your wishes
Sacked up, but this shit get different
Big dog, no they can't big fish me
Been a while and I know she miss me
Take your time, 'cause we got history

[Outro: Jazz Cartier]
New wrists, my bezel glistenin'
Just slid through the district, okay
Yeah, you right, yeah, you right, yeah, you right
Yeah, you right, yeah, you right, yeah, you right
Covered in flaws, my vision is flawed, yeah
I'm addicted to broads and goin' abroad, uh
I'm wavin' my wand, don't want no applaud
I'm prayin' to Gods and prayin' to God
She sendin' me cars, we fuckin' in cars
Need the affect to pull on the cards
We met in a bar, she took off her bra
I'm from fuckin' afar and duckin' the cost
Yeah, you right, yeah, you right, yeah, you right
Yeah, you right, yeah, you right, yeah, you right