HICCUP lyrics

[Intro: Aminé]
B-Bossed up, yeah
Bossed (Hey!)

[Chorus: Aminé]
My wrist sore (True), my wrist sore (True)
You don't want no problems, b*tch, no hiccups (No hiccups)
No hiccups (No hiccups), no hiccups (No hiccups)
He ain't 'bout that drama, b*tch, no hiccups (No hiccups)
I don't trust no one (No one), my wrist is lookin frozen (Ice)
Ice cold, too cold, numb (It's cold)
I rewind (Woah)

[Post-Chorus: Aminé]
Gave her di*k and then I split (Yeah), mhm (Hee!)
Workin' like I got a shift (Yeah), mhm (Ayy)
Youngest n*gga poppin' sh*t (Yeah), mhm (Uh-huh)
Don't want no kids, that's bad as sh*t (Yeah), yeah (No way!)
Had my whole life give and go (Yeah), mhm (True true)
24, on 24s (Yeah), mhm (Skrrt!)
Diamonds on my b*tch (Yeah), mhm (On my b*tch)
That's drip all on my wrist (Yeah), mhm (Yeah, on my wrist, yeah)

[Verse 1: Aminé]
Ass fat (Thick!), yeah, bring it right back (See)
I'm-I'm in the VIP, 'cause they pay me for this sh*t
I'ma be here if it's be here, that's your car note on my wrist (Huh?)
[Chorus: Aminé]
My wrist sore (My wrist), my wrist sore (My wrist)
You don't want no problems, b*tch, no hiccups (No hiccups)
No hiccups (No hiccups), no hiccups (No hiccups)
He ain't 'bout that drama, b*tch, no hiccups (No hiccups)
I don't trust no one (No one), my wrist is lookin' frozen (Ice)
Ice cold, too cold, numb (It's cold)
I rewind (Woah)

[Post-Chorus: Aminé]
Gave her di*k and then I split (Yeah yeah), f*ck a Birkin (Yeah yeah)
Workin' like I got a shift (Yeah, yeah), puttin' work in (Yeah, yeah)
Youngest n*gga poppin' sh*t (Yeah, yeah), b*tch I'm certain (Yeah)
Don't want no kids that's bad as sh*t (Hold up, I had plans)
Had my whole life give and go (Yeah), that sh*t right back
24, on 24s (Yeah), yeah it's like that
Diamonds on my b*tch, mhm
That's drip all on my wrist, mhm

[Verse 2: Gunna]
Put diamonds on my b*tch, mhm
Cuban bracelets on my wrist, mhm
You hear that we got rich, mhm
Michael Jordan for the kids, mhm
I’m connected like a bridge, mhm
Copped my b*tch the latest Mercedes-Benz ('Cedes Benz)
I was all alone, Young Gunna ain't got no friends
With ya b*tch in the mall and spent a couple bands (Couple bands)
Don't talk at all ain't into shakin' hands (Shakin' hands)
She offer me some pus*y, mouth and ass (And ass)
My flawless baguettes are lookin' like some glass
Might pull the pedal tryna do the dash (Mhm)
[Outro: Aminé & Gunna]
Mhm, yeah
Mhm, yeah
Mhm, yeah
Mhm