Finga Lickin ft. Zelly Boa & Grabba K Lyrics

Aye, Zelly B, bitch

Stupid dummy, huh

Aye, I'm on a mission, getting to the chicken

Running up these digits and I been missing it

My bitch keep tripping, so I show attention

Chef in the kitchen, yeah he finger lickin', fucking up the dishes

Pack keep on flipping, got me reminiscing

Trigger finger itching

These niggas bitches

Counting down, I'm wishing, I'm getting to the chicken

My wrist hitting, diamonds water whipping

Neck cost a Bentley, shifting this renty

Stacking every penny, pockets can't be empty

Can't show no symphony, niggas envy me

Fuck all my enemies

I'm on this plane, heading out of state, finna run this play

I feel safe, cause I keep my drake, wish a nigga play

And if he play, self D, no case, that's a free face

And all this pape gone make 'em hate, tell real from fake

And if he fake, he might be the snake, set the trap today

And every day is a birthday, we getting to the cake

We play it safe cause it ain't no race, just fill the plates

I smoke and meditate cause it put me in a better place

Getting money, nigga do that shit everyday

Stack that paper, shit gone have me in a better place

Threw this bitch out west, she wanna get away

For my set, I'ma rep for the ones who ain't had a day

You ain't heard, Soulja Livin' Tru the only way

This my world so I'm doing shit the Tony way

Niggas sticking to the script, that's the only way

Me and Zelly B up off of a dummy play

Aye, I'm on a mission, getting to the chicken

Running up these digits and I been missing it

My bitch keep tripping, so I show attention

Chef in the kitchen, yeah he finger lickin', fucking up the dishes

Pack keep on flipping, got me reminiscing

Trigger finger itching

These niggas bitches

Counting down, I'm wishing, I'm getting to the chicken

My wrist hitting, diamonds water whipping

Neck cost a Bentley, shifting this renty

Stacking every penny, pockets can't be empty

Can't show no symphony, niggas envy me

Fuck all my enemies

Say it's smoke, somebody pass me a grabba

I got coke, blow like snow from alaska

All white rolls ghost like I'm Casper

This a renty, get the depo back after

I graduated from the streets, got my master's

I can never indulge in beef with you rappers

I ain't tryna feel the heat from them crackers

Got 'em watching, they done freed all the smackers

Brodie keep the beat going, you ain't gotta start it over

Niggas looking for some beef, but I be tryna keep it kosher

Niggas tryna come and vouch, but that ain't the type of shit we go for

I'm riding in a Hellcat, so why the fuck I need a chauffeur

I act a ass when I be off the gas, bet you can smell the odor

This chop will make a nigga lean like I just dropped him in a soda

The opps be scary all year, it ain't only in october

I'll do a show, but if it's flake and then I'm whackin' the promoter