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Finsta ft. Lil Madd, Quez4real & WickDaDon Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Fuck do you mean, lil' nigga
I looked that boy in the face
That nigga not no killer
I was just geeked' in the Continental Twenty hoes right in the back of the Sprinter
Sippin' on wok, I'm a real deal sipper She already know, I'ma big big tipper
I caught his BM, put that hoe in the blender I pull it out, put the nut on her nipple
Nun but that money on my mental
It's two AM in the morning right now
I'm fuckin' two twin sisters
Just made five racks from playin' the man in the middle
I'm takin' perkies like skittles
Flexin' that money yo bankroll is little
Fuckin' that thot on my finsta
Just sent a pack to my dog in the system
My nigga stuck in a pickle
Ruth Chris, steakhouse, strapped with my pistol
I hit a new hoe every week, I just pick em'
I slutted her out, but you still finna kiss her
John Wick, Rude, just hopped out and blicked em'
My dog needed help with the pack I assist him
We tootin' shit that be sounding like missile
We the suspect, we ain't never been victim
Fuckin' on all of these Instagram bitches
Came from the bottom, nigga, rags to riches
Sticky situation, nigga, sum smell fishy
My brother still locked up, case still pending
I post a pic, my outfit trendin'
I pray to God, cause I know I'm still sinnin'
I beat the odds, they can't fuck with me
Hit backstreet geek up, the cat get to trim
I got ten iPhones and took out the sim
Bitch this my life, I ain't never play sims
Just caught a hoe with a ass like Lil Kim
We havin' motion and we havin' sticks, for all these niggas, we ain't nothin' like them
Jump in that water, better know how to swim
Step on that boy, as soon as we see em'
All these niggas, we ain't nothin' like them, Hellcat Trackhawk, fuck up the rim
Count up the gang, boy, we worth bout a M
I cheat, she won't leave me, she know that I'm him
Got a brown skin bitch and she only rock skims
I'm smokin' biscotti rolled up in a hemp
He get shot like he gotti, comin off the hip
Freak bitch touch her body, she don't ever trip, Ay
Ay