The Finest

Out of all I've ever known
Finest I've ever
You're the finest
I've ever known
I've ever known
I've

Out of all I've ever known
You're the finest I've ever known
If I had it
Out of all I've ever known
You're the finest I've ever known
If I had it

Better turn my shit up just a lil bit
I done seen some old friends that told me that I switched
I just ain't left the crib in a lil bit

Imma have to turn up if I'm feeling it
Might take a lil sip, get a lil lit
And she was on the boy **** just a little bit
But I was only messing with her for the thrill of it

I was down for a second, but I healed up
If you ask the other side, it's some different shit
She was only talking to me for the benefits
But you stuck while I'm up, on some better shit

Flexing done turned to a habit
Coming with speed and the aerodynamics
She too upset at the brands that I brandish
First I was rapping, I'm thinking bout branching out

Still pop out in the broad day
I done been this way ever since it was Chico
And me pulling with the bald fade, aye

Goddamn, goddamn
And I ain't seen you in like a whole day
But the money that you getting getting wack now
And I'm up while you stuck, that's a closed case

Hmm
Run up my pockets, we up like a stock
Run up the numbers, to run up the shock
And run for your momma when we on your block

Whoo, whoo
Run up my pockets, we up like a stock
Run up the numbers, to run up the shock
And run for your momma when we on your block

Buckle up it's a rap display
I act insane, from now till I graduate
A heavy hitter in the ring like I'm Cassius clay

Imma sting like a bee till my lastest day
You can tell off his fits that boy Zach is paid
Fishing for a compliment, I got the master bait
Hitting Soho odee, drop a rack a day, aye

I'm going guerrilla
I'm upping the score then I go and get realer
I empty the store for some new closet fillers
That Saint Laurent, Number Nine, Van Noten denim

My old shit was wack, your new shit vanilla
It's making me nap, pass out in the villa
I cook up with Judah then take it to Zilla
Then do 20k, and go link with my hittas

Still pop out in the broad day
I done been this way ever since it was Chico
And me pulling with the bald fade, aye

Goddamn, goddamn
And I ain't seen you in like a whole day,
But the money that you getting getting wack now
And I'm up while you stuck, that's a closed case

Hmm
Run up my pockets, we up like a stock
Run up the numbers, to run up the shock
And run for your momma when we on your block

Whoo, whoo
Run up my pockets, we up like a stock
Run up the numbers, to run up the shock
And run for your momma when we on your block



Credits
Writer(s): Zach Kulisek
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