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Finish Shit Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea
Yea yea
I feel like the one that started this shit
But if he start that shit gon' finish him
No 50 Cent I got many men
The K' knock 'em out of his body and shit
White hoe she off the Molly and shit
Upping the G-19 not boxin' lil bitch
Better not move wrong it get to sparkin' and shit
Get ya lil dumbass put in a coffin lil bitch
Old hoe be callin' my phone, miss the old me
She say that she just wanna hold me again
She wanna blow me again
I want his head like a trophy, yea
Pass me the stick and I'm scoring that bitch like Kobe
Say he my twin I don't even know him
Say he my twin I don't even know him
The last nigga spoke on the gang got shit bagged
I'm with your hoe, come get your lil bitch back
We upping the score bitch play it safe
I love when them bands hit, it's amazing
Your hoe she love me, love how I taste
In a GR86 bitch I'm racin'
When a Ghost Glock bullet hit, can't even trace it
He play then I'm upping the score
Still chasing the money of course bitch
Money on money need more, until my bank account sit on enormous
Gang said I'm goin up, they said I'm too lit
Making your hoe sing like a chorus
I make her full nigga and you shortened
She said she wanna record it
She said she wanna record, cause that lil nigga he boring
Spin over here make em stiff like a board
Nigga tried to layup and score, got packed, no board
A nigga gon' die, just for making that choice
I let the chop sing like Beyoncé, Let the chop sing like the voice
Bitchass nigga in my way, get sent to the void
I feel like the one that started this shit
But if he start that shit gon' finish him
No 50 Cent I got many men
The K' knock 'em out of his body and shit
White hoe she off the Molly and shit
Upping the G-19 not boxin' lil bitch
Better not move wrong it get to sparkin' and shit
Get ya lil dumbass put in a coffin lil bitch
Old hoe be callin' my phone, miss the old me
She say that she just wanna hold me again
She wanna blow me again
I want his head like a trophy, yea
Pass me the stick and I'm scoring that bitch like Kobe
Say he my twin I don't even know him