FINESSE
Uh, yeah
Yeah, I come with the best, uh, yeah
I'm tryna get first
Yeah, you know I get tested
Bih, I'm goin' fast, yeah, uh
I got a TEC, yeah, uh
I don't finesse
Wanting a million of cash, yeah
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, she reaching my bands, uh, yeah
I'm slappin' her hands
No one can touch my bands
I took a risk, no chance, yeah
I really don't know what to do
I really don't know what to say
And I did lotta shit, I committed all lotta sins, yeah
Cash on my pocket, I went on bought a new jeans, yeah
Sippin' the Hennessy, yeah, toss in' the lean, ah, yeah
Couple of shootin' and your man down
My choppa gon' spin, it's gon' make a sound
Fuckin' your bitch, it's only one round
Yeah, I'm that nigga but I'm not a clown
This shit ain't funny, I got five hunnid pounds
Countin' on him to make your head bount, yeah
I ain't no kid, uh
I spend up some racks on my wrist, yeah
I keep on baggin' your bitch
Hell yeah, I can pull what it seems off, yeah
Yeah, I come with the best, uh, yeah
I'm tryna get first
Yeah, you know I get tested
Bih, I'm goin' fast, yeah, uh
I got a TEC, yeah, uh
I don't finesse
Wanting a million of cash, yeah
Yeah, I come with the best, uh, yeah
I'm tryna get first
Yeah, you know I get tested
Bih, I'm goin' fast, yeah, uh
I got a TEC, yeah, uh
I don't finesse
Wanting a million of cash, yeah
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, she reaching my bands, uh, yeah
I'm slappin' her hands
No one can touch my bands
I took a risk, no chance, yeah
I really don't know what to do
I really don't know what to say
And I did lotta shit, I committed all lotta sins, yeah
Cash on my pocket, I went on bought a new jeans, yeah
Sippin' the Hennessy, yeah, toss in' the lean, ah, yeah
Couple of shootin' and your man down
My choppa gon' spin, it's gon' make a sound
Fuckin' your bitch, it's only one round
Yeah, I'm that nigga but I'm not a clown
This shit ain't funny, I got five hunnid pounds
Countin' on him to make your head bount, yeah
I ain't no kid, uh
I spend up some racks on my wrist, yeah
I keep on baggin' your bitch
Hell yeah, I can pull what it seems off, yeah
Yeah, I come with the best, uh, yeah
I'm tryna get first
Yeah, you know I get tested
Bih, I'm goin' fast, yeah, uh
I got a TEC, yeah, uh
I don't finesse
Wanting a million of cash, yeah
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Writer(s): Lil Pec
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