Finesse It Lyrics

It's going down

It's going down

It's going down

It's going down

I be on the low I never snitch

I never finessed it

Bitches want some more

I never snitch

I want an estimate

Hot shit

We better go Ice Skate

Pull up in Bugatti how it taste

Draco be calling my line today

Sleep with my phone cause God Is Great

Hell is petaling my arm is safe

Agitate I'm coming tho

Yell my name if you feel the flow

Allah Seen

OVO

Trap the monster

Would've bet my life I don't say

Niggas would die to gang shit

I don't know why I'm straight

Life be getting me slap today

Smoking the weed and I'm hot today

Money be greater than life you say

Voices be telling me Andale

Tuck your shirt we're going to buy the bay

Look at my ex telling me why we break

Oh you late

Pop up just to say sum

Rich nigga don't play dumb

Lifestyle just to make fun

Schools say they gonna pay pay

So I graduated with A A

Ain't got shit bruh you fake fake

Been there

Tatted up when I was still scared

Nip died but he still there

Next time we gonna prepare

So what

Getting back to back

Ain't yo life giving hard times

Imply that in the meantime

My whole life wearing God Shoes

When I step in you got good news

Hairstyle got your bitch shook

The whole party getting in too

We break shit like bamboo

Ain't no Ketchup we don't rep blue

Compensated for my next move

I'm snap that turn the Bluetooth

J Bert getting big soon

Sleepyhead we gonna wake you

The whole gang making plans too

You gonna twerk that take my hands too

Face down I'm impressed boo

I be on the low I never snitch

I never finessed it

Bitches want some more

I never snitch

I want an estimate

Ride the wave

Never going down ain't cry today

Signing my soul to the God up there

Babygurl leaving her ass comes back

Niggas be staring like dogs and cats

Fuck this ain't blow yet

Enemies we still get

Mindset got preset

My flow going on Reset

It's Saturday

Every club be bumping

Short life but I'm still lit

Your bitch come she gonna get get

Ain't no flexing

Born for this

88 got my love for bricks

Been wack but I never cheat

Caught twice but I never snitch

My dick goes on the naughty list

Ain't no WI-FI in this party BITCH

It's too late I'm the catalyst

French Boy I'm your daddy bitch

Treyway

LA got them sweet chicks

New York got them hood rich

More bags for Pic-Pic

Pray to god I get a hit disk

My Flow lit

Back then I was broke bitch

Hundred Bandz for the whole Trip

Dubai to the coast quick

Read this I would let you think

In the bible I'm so elegant

Ain't no mileage I'm in heaven man

God bless you with the internet

Wife got you with a couple heads

Pop Pop yeah I made you bled

Hand slayed like a peppermint

Like a throwback with Jackie Chan

I would've been rich

Niggas been playing games

21 and I'm still lit

Ese you could take a seat

My Mom said I'm too blessed for this

Hate me

The Lord says you can't break me

Chop a lot a lot lately

End Goal I'm the Elite

I be on the low I never snitch

I never finessed it

Bitches want some more

I never snitch

I want an estimate

I be on the low

Ah I be on the low

Ah I be on the low

Ah I be on the low

Ah I be on the low

I never snitch

I never finessed it

Bitches want some more

I never snitch

I want an estimate

I be on the low

Ah I be on the low

Ah I be on the low

Ah I be on the low