Finesse Gang Lyrics

Try me like a bitch you tried to hold ya nuts on me for why

I was in the trenches wit my nigga we got bricks of Za

Shit Don been so real in that field boys be hitting now

Automatic so it keep spitting

Finesse gang yeah I keep winning

Dilly catch me with them bad hoes I got mad hoes yeah I keep spinning

Finesse a nigga out his damn clothes

He a sambo imma real nigga

Put a little water on the pack not a street Nigga he won't know the difference

Ship the back ion the know the distance

Twin hoes ion know the difference

Yeah Sim say she don't like them hoes touching me

Them hoes is ugly

And she gotta nigga now he mugging me

Like it's my fault she wanna fuck a Gee

Keep mouthwash for these gold teeth

Dental floss and some OG

I ain't showing love to these dope feens

I'm serving the bitch till she OD

Had a dream that she snorted a whole Key

Drugs sell they self let my dawgs free

We some lil niggas that's came from the bottom who just tryna see how the top be

Counting them bricks while you stuck in that cell boy I swear to God shit will get rocky

Now I be making these bops bitch

Don't believe just watch me

Try me like a bitch you tried to hold ya nuts on me for why

I was in the trenches wit my nigga we got bricks of Za

Shit Don been so real in that field boys be hitting now

Automatic so it keep spitting

Finesse gang yeah I keep winning

Gravy train

Thought I was fucking with Ms. Butterworth cuh I keep biscuits

Need to invest in a Popeyes church's or pilgrim my nigga I keep chicken

Don't need a vaccine to suck on my thing

Lil mama you know that I ain't tripping

Went to the hood and his chain missing

Haa told you to think different

These niggas be in the Force business

Me and Rex be in that Porsche Whipping

I prefer be in the couple ainna

4 door then we got some hoes in it

Don't pop the truck it got loads in it

I front a nigga who good business

Tired of stankin my clothes and bending the forks I need me a good chemist

Try me like a bitch you tried to hold ya nuts on me for why

I was in the trenches wit my nigga we got bricks of Za

Shit Don been so real in that field boys be hitting now

Automatic so it keep spitting

Finesse gang yeah I keep winning

Try me like a bitch you tried to hold ya nuts on me for why

I was in the trenches wit my nigga we got bricks of Za

Shit Don been so real in that field boys be hitting now

Automatic so it keep spitting

Finesse gang yeah I keep winning