Fine$$A
Ooouu oouu
Lil Shun dont do it em, Fucc it i will tho
Got my 2LIVE nigga in the building with me
CBF shit, Chasing the money nigga
Skuda Macc, Fucc you mean
Aye, Aye
Fell off I swear that that feeling was tragic
Jug me an onion I worked a lil magic
Poccets on bunny I wasn't trying to have it
I call up your plug he show work then I snatch it
Watching my back everywhere that I go
I clutch on my strap man I'm always on go
Don't trap where you stay we can meet by the store
If karma come try me this six shotter blow
All night trying to get it my living need fixing
I lurk with the devil but God fearing Christian
Fear no other man if you wIth it I'm with it
Learned scary ones talk well I'm better off listening
Ain't taking no Ls I'll do time in a prison
Free HotBoy D Nic
Man I really do miss him
Chasing Bread Forever my only intension
Ain't talking no L like im Mayweather winning
I told you this money gone bring all these women
But tricking ain't in me so I am not triccing
Just give me yo soul when I'm digging up in it
but we don't do cuffing I ain't giving a sentence
Police asking questions to stuff I don't know
You not gone arrest then gone let me go
Just like a roccet I'm bout to take off
Take a chance before I fail I ain't taking a lose
Im a finesse nigga, Not a blessa nigga
Ill finesse a nigga, Fore I bless a nigga
Im a finesse nigga, Not a blessa nigga
Ill finesse a nigga, Fore I bless a nigga
Took off with the pac again
Blowing kush up in the wind
All i chase is them Benjamin's
Fuc a bitch and her best friend
Im a finesse nigga, Not a blessa nigga
Ill finesse a nigga, Fore I bless a nigga
Im a finesse nigga, Not a blessa nigga
Ill finesse a nigga, Fore I bless a nigga
Took off with the pac again
Blowing kush up in the wind
All i chase is them Benjamin's
Fuc a bitch and her best friend
Finesse a nigga like the muthafuccin song say
If he look better not look the wrong way
Get stretched like gang bitch the dumb way
Bless a nigga like a preacher ona Sunday
Rolling nigga 18 wheels
But I'm rolling off two x pills
Numbers talking bout a few bills
No buffalo I'm talking real deal
He still bought it not double sealed
The pac was short nigga couldn't tell
On my phone it be clientele
She be feeling on me like she reading brail
I'm a real trapper I do what I wanna
Invade yo trap nigga take over yo corner
Put myself on hitting lics on the gunja
Now we turnt up like we drinking a monster
Bitch I be balling I need me a sponsor
She deep throat my shit now I'm feeling her tonsils
Go beast on that pussy she say im a monster
She wasn't bout money like a body I dumped her
Boy yo ass garbage belong in a dumpster
Don't do no rap beef I just got a new thumpa
Pitching that heat like all year is summer
You say you got loud but my shit go dumber
SKUDA
Im a finesse nigga, Not a blessa nigga
Ill finesse a nigga, Fore I bless a nigga
Im a finesse nigga, Not a blessa nigga
Ill finesse a nigga, Fore I bless a nigga
Took off with the pac again
Blowing kush up in the wind
All i chase is them Benjamin's
Fuc a bitch and her best friend
Im a finesse nigga, Not a blessa nigga
Ill finesse a nigga, Fore I bless a nigga
Im a finesse nigga, Not a blessa nigga
Ill finesse a nigga, Fore I bless a nigga
Took off with the pac again
Blowing kush up in the wind
All i chase is them Benjamin's
Fuc a bitch and her best friend
Lil Shun dont do it em, Fucc it i will tho
Got my 2LIVE nigga in the building with me
CBF shit, Chasing the money nigga
Skuda Macc, Fucc you mean
Aye, Aye
Fell off I swear that that feeling was tragic
Jug me an onion I worked a lil magic
Poccets on bunny I wasn't trying to have it
I call up your plug he show work then I snatch it
Watching my back everywhere that I go
I clutch on my strap man I'm always on go
Don't trap where you stay we can meet by the store
If karma come try me this six shotter blow
All night trying to get it my living need fixing
I lurk with the devil but God fearing Christian
Fear no other man if you wIth it I'm with it
Learned scary ones talk well I'm better off listening
Ain't taking no Ls I'll do time in a prison
Free HotBoy D Nic
Man I really do miss him
Chasing Bread Forever my only intension
Ain't talking no L like im Mayweather winning
I told you this money gone bring all these women
But tricking ain't in me so I am not triccing
Just give me yo soul when I'm digging up in it
but we don't do cuffing I ain't giving a sentence
Police asking questions to stuff I don't know
You not gone arrest then gone let me go
Just like a roccet I'm bout to take off
Take a chance before I fail I ain't taking a lose
Im a finesse nigga, Not a blessa nigga
Ill finesse a nigga, Fore I bless a nigga
Im a finesse nigga, Not a blessa nigga
Ill finesse a nigga, Fore I bless a nigga
Took off with the pac again
Blowing kush up in the wind
All i chase is them Benjamin's
Fuc a bitch and her best friend
Im a finesse nigga, Not a blessa nigga
Ill finesse a nigga, Fore I bless a nigga
Im a finesse nigga, Not a blessa nigga
Ill finesse a nigga, Fore I bless a nigga
Took off with the pac again
Blowing kush up in the wind
All i chase is them Benjamin's
Fuc a bitch and her best friend
Finesse a nigga like the muthafuccin song say
If he look better not look the wrong way
Get stretched like gang bitch the dumb way
Bless a nigga like a preacher ona Sunday
Rolling nigga 18 wheels
But I'm rolling off two x pills
Numbers talking bout a few bills
No buffalo I'm talking real deal
He still bought it not double sealed
The pac was short nigga couldn't tell
On my phone it be clientele
She be feeling on me like she reading brail
I'm a real trapper I do what I wanna
Invade yo trap nigga take over yo corner
Put myself on hitting lics on the gunja
Now we turnt up like we drinking a monster
Bitch I be balling I need me a sponsor
She deep throat my shit now I'm feeling her tonsils
Go beast on that pussy she say im a monster
She wasn't bout money like a body I dumped her
Boy yo ass garbage belong in a dumpster
Don't do no rap beef I just got a new thumpa
Pitching that heat like all year is summer
You say you got loud but my shit go dumber
SKUDA
Im a finesse nigga, Not a blessa nigga
Ill finesse a nigga, Fore I bless a nigga
Im a finesse nigga, Not a blessa nigga
Ill finesse a nigga, Fore I bless a nigga
Took off with the pac again
Blowing kush up in the wind
All i chase is them Benjamin's
Fuc a bitch and her best friend
Im a finesse nigga, Not a blessa nigga
Ill finesse a nigga, Fore I bless a nigga
Im a finesse nigga, Not a blessa nigga
Ill finesse a nigga, Fore I bless a nigga
Took off with the pac again
Blowing kush up in the wind
All i chase is them Benjamin's
Fuc a bitch and her best friend
Credits
Writer(s): Xavious Taylor
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