Finesse Songtext
von DevTakeFlight
Finesse Songtext
Pull up and finessin′ for the check
I ain't fuckin′ with no thot unless that bitch gon' give me neck
Best believe I'm rockin′ Gucci, left the tag on just to flex
And I see through niggas′ fake and they just hatin' ′cause I'm next
Hold on, wait
I don′t think these niggas hearin' me
I′m comin' up so I see why you niggas fearin' me
I know they see where I′m headin′ so they try to mirror me
And Jesus taught me a lesson 'bout people nearin′ me
"Devin, why you had to change for them big bucks?"
They think 'cause I ain′t bringin' bread that mean I switched up
They say the fame got to his head, that nigga flipped up
Too many snakes up in the grass I had to get it cut
Cuss way too hard I need to quit
I′m rockin' Gucci on my kicks, I just spent ten bands for the fit
She said she lovin' the new drip, I′m finna take a nigga bitch
And if a pussy nigga snitch then he gon′ have to meet the clip
Lookin' like bands when I pop out
Like a janitor the way we bringin′ mops out
If we catch a nigga lackin' we gon′ hop out
30 clip in that stick, he gon' get knocked down
I guess I′m ridin' solo, they got up and left
And I don't even got a heart so I can′t even stress
In this trick only God so it′s fuck the rest
But I ain't trip and you can have it, I ain′t never pressed
Pull up and finessin' for the check
I ain′t fuckin' with no thot unless that bitch gon′ give me neck
Best believe I'm rockin' Gucci, left the tag on just to flex
And I see through niggas′ fake and they just hatin′ 'cause I′m next
Hold on, wait
I don't think these niggas hearin′ me
I'm comin′ up so I see why you niggas fearin' me
I know they see where I'm headin′ so they try to mirror me
And Jesus taught me a lesson ′bout people nearin' me
I ain't fuckin′ with no thot unless that bitch gon' give me neck
Best believe I'm rockin′ Gucci, left the tag on just to flex
And I see through niggas′ fake and they just hatin' ′cause I'm next
Hold on, wait
I don′t think these niggas hearin' me
I′m comin' up so I see why you niggas fearin' me
I know they see where I′m headin′ so they try to mirror me
And Jesus taught me a lesson 'bout people nearin′ me
"Devin, why you had to change for them big bucks?"
They think 'cause I ain′t bringin' bread that mean I switched up
They say the fame got to his head, that nigga flipped up
Too many snakes up in the grass I had to get it cut
Cuss way too hard I need to quit
I′m rockin' Gucci on my kicks, I just spent ten bands for the fit
She said she lovin' the new drip, I′m finna take a nigga bitch
And if a pussy nigga snitch then he gon′ have to meet the clip
Lookin' like bands when I pop out
Like a janitor the way we bringin′ mops out
If we catch a nigga lackin' we gon′ hop out
30 clip in that stick, he gon' get knocked down
I guess I′m ridin' solo, they got up and left
And I don't even got a heart so I can′t even stress
In this trick only God so it′s fuck the rest
But I ain't trip and you can have it, I ain′t never pressed
Pull up and finessin' for the check
I ain′t fuckin' with no thot unless that bitch gon′ give me neck
Best believe I'm rockin' Gucci, left the tag on just to flex
And I see through niggas′ fake and they just hatin′ 'cause I′m next
Hold on, wait
I don't think these niggas hearin′ me
I'm comin′ up so I see why you niggas fearin' me
I know they see where I'm headin′ so they try to mirror me
And Jesus taught me a lesson ′bout people nearin' me
Writer(s): Devon Turner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com