Real Ron Solo shit man
Chuck Charmin, you know what it is
Yeah

Wristband on my left hand
Bitch bad on my left man
Mismatched, but I missed that
Still holding shit that’s in the past (Oh yeah)
Wristband on my left hand
They don’t even know where’s it’s been
Wristband on my left hand (Yeah)
Wristband on my left hand (Say what?)
You cut it off (Ooh yeah)
You cut it off, you cut it off, you cut it off
But I keep it on (On one)
I keep it on, I keep it on, I keep it on

Look, I am not a one time thing, imma whole commitment
But these bitches wanna smash like they throwin dishes
Only thing that I’m swinging for is the fences
Get green like the grinch when he stolen Christmas
And I’m preaching real shit like the boy religious
But the vision as a kid like a alcoholic, no drinking
Growing up seeing double for the split traditions
Tis the season, get into the spirit or just sip a spirit
Hit whistle tones, Mistletoes, for the kisses
Get the ambiance right with the candle lights
Dirty Sprite wine bottle says the Blood of Christ
Imma need Hanukkah head for the whole 8 nights
And the flow so nice that you noticed right
Ron Solo with the pink polo
What a handsome young man and he so polite
She said boy you so boujee
Cheffin like I’m Remy in Ratatouille
And my best friend a dawg, you can call me Stewie
Gotta watch for the snakes, lotta y’all Medusa
Living in stone, Carbonite froze, that’s how she do ya
Dripping in gold, boy I’m Mansa Musa
Shawty wanna catch bout half the ruler 
And she ask so nice that I can’t refuse her
And best believe we got a room for that shit
Till the day I’m finally living in a palace
So find the the metal and then melt it down
Torch it in the forge just to form the crown
Put the knights on watch and the game on pause
King Solomon is coming for it now

Wristband on my left hand
Bitch bad on my left man
Mismatched, but I missed that
Still holding shit that’s in the past (Forever)
Wristband on my left hand
They will never know where it's been (Never)
Wristband on my left hand (Ahhh)
Wristband on my left hand
You cut it off (Ooh yeah)
You cut it off, you cut it off, you cut it off
But I keep it on (On one)
I keep it on, I keep it on, I keep it on

Like I'm keepin time, whoa
All my life, all my life
All my life, all my life
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa whoa
Ahhh, ahhh
All my life (Oh, by now)
All my life (I couldn't get over it)
Why can't I
Gotta let it go

Yeah
Ayy, talk to em
Yeah, I got another one in me
Thought I was finished, you must not know me yet huh?
Yeah, say what?
That boy was born amid the month of June
Top 2 is both him, know he’s split in two
Fuck all of y’all, don’t wanna leave the room
But my movie poster say it’s coming soon
QC, imma let Joaquin produce
He been shooting Veil since he got it loose
That was since Payton in the 312
Remember saying this ain’t what they used to
Yeah, the girls and the gays, they loving my swag
Your outfit was trash, they said it was camp
Like where I got this shit, that sit on my hand
Connect with my past, but I never went back
Yeah, text her to go for a drive, we get in the back
And then the next week got her friend on my lap
I know she be feeling on what’s in my pants 
But I think this shit might be harder than that
Yeah, bumping Sade with my shawty
Riding round Chi Town, boy that’s a Chi day
Go and hit Ryan’s, thank God it’s a Friday
Going up like what Fox say bout the crime rate
This summertime, hope you got you a fire escape
For what I’m bringing, these jokes never lied mane
Yeah, wristband on that shit, whoa
Yeah, wristband on my bitch, whoa
Yeah, wristband on your clique, whoa
Yeah, wristband making hits, whoa