Finessin'
(Ooh) fuck with me and you'll get hurt, don't come too close
I keep my guard up that's a promise not a joke yuhh
(Ooh) this ain't a song to all my hoes
Just a melody repeated in my head I'm spitting with my bros
(Ooh) don't fall for me, I'm a slow acting poison
You'll be heartbroken, all in vain I'm sorry babe
Say I'll change I know I won't, fucking liar- tell myself it's okay. I'm just tired
And I can't keep myself straight, what you know about this tricky game
I'm just living every day to day, break my promise you know what they say
What they say
Mama you ain't gotta pretend, yea
You know we be more than just friends, yea
D-Boi gotta jug n finesse, yea
I got rich and cut off my ex, yea
Ride around the city in my Benz, yuh
Told her, "bring a friend to the Weston"
Gotta keep it tucked, Smith and Wesson
All up in ya head, Robitussin (All up in my head, Robitussin)
She got her bills paid, cruisin' round LA
High speed on a chase, whip 2 Masi's we gon' race
We gon' pull up to your place right on a Tuesday
The bottles goin' up, pour liquor on my face
These models sippin' bub, yeah they here they trynna stay
The club be goin' up, VIP that's where we lay
Your bitch she trynna fuck, packed a rubber just in case
My diamonds on tuck, drippin' all up in a wave
Pull up Lambo truck, we gon' skrrt off it's a race (Skrrrt)
Mama you ain't gotta pretend, yea
You know we be more than just friends, yea
D-Boi gotta jug n finesse, yea
I got rich and cut off my ex, yea
Ride around the city in my Benz, yuh
Told her, "bring a friend to the Weston"
Gotta keep it tucked, Smith and Wesson
All up in ya head, Robitussin
Mama you ain't gotta pretend, yea
You know we be more than just friends, yea
D-Boi gotta jug n finesse, yea
I got rich and cut off my ex, yea
Ride around the city in my Benz, yuh
Told her, "bring a friend to the Weston"
Gotta keep it tucked, Smith and Wesson
All up in ya head, Robitussin
I keep my guard up that's a promise not a joke yuhh
(Ooh) this ain't a song to all my hoes
Just a melody repeated in my head I'm spitting with my bros
(Ooh) don't fall for me, I'm a slow acting poison
You'll be heartbroken, all in vain I'm sorry babe
Say I'll change I know I won't, fucking liar- tell myself it's okay. I'm just tired
And I can't keep myself straight, what you know about this tricky game
I'm just living every day to day, break my promise you know what they say
What they say
Mama you ain't gotta pretend, yea
You know we be more than just friends, yea
D-Boi gotta jug n finesse, yea
I got rich and cut off my ex, yea
Ride around the city in my Benz, yuh
Told her, "bring a friend to the Weston"
Gotta keep it tucked, Smith and Wesson
All up in ya head, Robitussin (All up in my head, Robitussin)
She got her bills paid, cruisin' round LA
High speed on a chase, whip 2 Masi's we gon' race
We gon' pull up to your place right on a Tuesday
The bottles goin' up, pour liquor on my face
These models sippin' bub, yeah they here they trynna stay
The club be goin' up, VIP that's where we lay
Your bitch she trynna fuck, packed a rubber just in case
My diamonds on tuck, drippin' all up in a wave
Pull up Lambo truck, we gon' skrrt off it's a race (Skrrrt)
Mama you ain't gotta pretend, yea
You know we be more than just friends, yea
D-Boi gotta jug n finesse, yea
I got rich and cut off my ex, yea
Ride around the city in my Benz, yuh
Told her, "bring a friend to the Weston"
Gotta keep it tucked, Smith and Wesson
All up in ya head, Robitussin
Mama you ain't gotta pretend, yea
You know we be more than just friends, yea
D-Boi gotta jug n finesse, yea
I got rich and cut off my ex, yea
Ride around the city in my Benz, yuh
Told her, "bring a friend to the Weston"
Gotta keep it tucked, Smith and Wesson
All up in ya head, Robitussin
Credits
Writer(s): 98 Come Up
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