Finesse Testo

(Verse)
So I got bells and some chopper thousands off in my trousers
You wailin, my money poundin, check my medallion
The style in my foreign prowlin, I’m in that stat
That Rrari shine like a Harley, I’m chugging mollies
Sorry, interior hobby, it’s kalamari
La Plaza, I’m in that Mazda, checkin the rastas
My drivin VVS, all HD
I blow, that’s a HP
Not at half price, that’s a hundred pounds Young nigga, fuck you over board, we fuck around
If these niggas come around flexin and won’t flex again
Made a grip off robbin dope boys and the Mexicans

(Hook)
Service ain’t bring back six times
Cella work, skinny best, switch lines
Quarter million dollars off that sex fifth
I’ll flex the whole check on that bad bitch
I could teach you niggas finesse
I could teach you niggas finesse
I could teach you niggas finesse
Boy whole check get flex

(Verse)
Gucci Mane, I’ma motherfuckin head liner
Tryna grind my 100 bricks that with pathfinder
2 price, 2 pounds, that’s my gang rider
And she a hate the bitch that Gucci can’t stand by er
And like a gold digger can’t stand broke niggas And I’m a shooter but I still snitch dope nigga
Medusa head, hold my glass, you know where you been
And I’m the dope man’s dope man dope man

(Hook)
Service ain’t bring back six times
Cella work, skinny best, switch lines
Quarter million dollars off that sex fifth
I’ll flex the whole check on that bad bitch
I could teach you niggas finesse
I could teach you niggas finesse
I could teach you niggas finesse
Boy whole check get flex

Wailin, my money poundin, check my medallion
Wailin, my money poundin, check my medallion
Wailin, my money poundin, check my medallion
Like a gold digger can’t stand broke niggas

Wailin, my money poundin, check my medallion
Wailin, my money poundin, check my medallion
Wailin, my money poundin
Like a gold digger can’t stand broke niggas