She say she want a real street nigga, for for sure, gon´ keep it G Know you ain´t really been hurt ´less you felt what´s inside of me
Walked by the store in my black Forces, cargo pants, and all-white tee The fact I got it out the mud might be the reason I sip lean Think ´bout the chances that I took, it could´ve sent me to the pen I thought ´bout ??? on this hook, this off the head, I don´t need no pen I taught the topic of the book, stay out the way, run up some bands Reason my pockets super full ´cause I finesse, finesse, finеsse
Finesse, finеsse, finesse ´bout our finesser Nobody sicker, ever play, they gon´ get put up on that stretcher We catch an opp, we up the score, that Glizzy sound like a Baretta
That ain´t no cap, my life a movie, bitch, and I ain´t got no director Post in the trap, got Glocks, got Uzis, got anything that´s ??? I always tote that 30-30, bitch, you know I fuck with FNs Finesse, finesse, count captain jugg, bitch, I learned that from ??? Look, lil´ one, he the biggest flexer, Quando, hold on, what you doing?
She say she want a real street nigga, for for sure, gon´ keep it G Know you ain´t really been hurt ´less you felt what´s inside of me Walked by the store in my black Forces, cargo pants, and all-white tee The fact I got it out the mud might be the reason I sip lean
Think ´bout the chances that I took, it could´ve sent me to the pen I thought ´bout ??? on this hook, this off the head, I don´t need no pen I taught the topic of the book, stay out the way, run up some bands Reason my pockets super full ´cause I finesse, finesse, finesse