Finesse a Check
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Then I go split with my set
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Then I go split with my fam
Watch how I come with the heat
Watch how I blow up the streets
Try not to fuck with the kid
All of my boys off the leash
It's 4 in the morning I'm lit
The syrup and soda on chill
It's funny I'm chasing this dream
The cost of shit is no sleep
We move as a bundle
Finessing the hurdles
My dawgs all the way keep it proper
It's either a check or you get out my face
Catch me riding thru city with all my friends
Knots in my pockets with no rubber bands
Grams in a baggy a few golden wraps
North on a wave, I'm not like the rest
Come to my side, you'd know I'm the man out here
Yeah, yeah, oh
You know I'm catching my breath
You know I been running this thing
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Serving them chills
They know the deal
They gotta chill
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Then I go split with my set
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Then I go split with my fam
Back at it like a crack addict
We going major, yeah we all static
Moving different, ducking all traffic
Soaking butterflies in methamphetamine
My lil niggas got nina, already
Big J's counting all hundreds
Hit the stage, make em go crazy
Sorry hoe, you get no saving
Nigga this a cult, not a clique
We not internet, man this some real shit
Flip the script and change the scenes
This song is like a movie, they should film me through this shit
Money only thing I'm chasing
I need the whole thing, no percentages
Listen what the kids got to offer man
That's all I've been trying to say bruh, aye
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Then I go split with my set
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Then I go split with my fam
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Then I go split with kids
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Then I go split the kids, yeah (Yeah)
Afro's on the beat, boy
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Then I go split with my set
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Then I go split with my fam
Watch how I come with the heat
Watch how I blow up the streets
Try not to fuck with the kid
All of my boys off the leash
It's 4 in the morning I'm lit
The syrup and soda on chill
It's funny I'm chasing this dream
The cost of shit is no sleep
We move as a bundle
Finessing the hurdles
My dawgs all the way keep it proper
It's either a check or you get out my face
Catch me riding thru city with all my friends
Knots in my pockets with no rubber bands
Grams in a baggy a few golden wraps
North on a wave, I'm not like the rest
Come to my side, you'd know I'm the man out here
Yeah, yeah, oh
You know I'm catching my breath
You know I been running this thing
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Serving them chills
They know the deal
They gotta chill
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Then I go split with my set
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Then I go split with my fam
Back at it like a crack addict
We going major, yeah we all static
Moving different, ducking all traffic
Soaking butterflies in methamphetamine
My lil niggas got nina, already
Big J's counting all hundreds
Hit the stage, make em go crazy
Sorry hoe, you get no saving
Nigga this a cult, not a clique
We not internet, man this some real shit
Flip the script and change the scenes
This song is like a movie, they should film me through this shit
Money only thing I'm chasing
I need the whole thing, no percentages
Listen what the kids got to offer man
That's all I've been trying to say bruh, aye
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Then I go split with my set
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Then I go split with my fam
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Then I go split with kids
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Imma finesse me a check
Then I go split the kids, yeah (Yeah)
Afro's on the beat, boy
Credits
Writer(s): John Sekuba, John Bino
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