Finish Him

Album cover art for "Finish Him" by Planit Hank & Lil’ Fame & Conway the Machine & Styles P

Planit Hank & Lil’ Fame & Conway the Machine & Styles P - Rap

Finish Him

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[Intro: Styles P] Yeah, Ghost, D-Block Yeah [Verse 1: Styles P] Grimmin' in the Reaper, drinking Holy Water after I smoke Years to Ghost, cheated death Met the Devil and took a piss on his sneakers Who these niggas think that they iller than? Menagin' with voodoo bitches, cookin' coke in the cop crib It comes home, I'ma kill again Yes, I'm in it for the thrill again Which rappers lookin' to die, fast Trapping leave you flatter than an iPad You can send them killers to my bed Next time you speak to they folks, it'll be the bypass 'Cause I shoot fast and I drive fast Makin' fast money and crime This how the time pass Catch 'em in the restaurant, shoot 'em right through the wine glass Couple keys ain't no coke to me A head nod'll get you poked for me [Verse 2: Conway the Machine] Look, you rap niggas not a threat at all I don't feel threatened at all I'm ten steps ahead of y'all (Nice) In the booth I'm a wrecking ball Weapon drawn, wig shot close with the pump And knock your head up off your shoulders Shooters sniffin' coca up off a old 50's The game scared of me like the old 50 Clap two niggas with my old blicky Now I got the stick, that bitch hold 50 Smell that stench comin' from the bando That's how they found the pussy nigga and his man though I had to make a example Niggas thought it was a game, I ain't playin' though Spanish plug, Alejandro Send a OG from San Fernando Shit is finna get real Two back to your head, your whole shit spilled [Verse 3: Lil' Fame] Call me Fishroy DeMeo Mafia style, end niggas careers Hang 'em upside down, blood spillin' propell I been runnin' these streets, long time [?] Y'all niggas fucking with a killer straight loca Flip a nigga house like a real estate broker Far as the flow go, niggas know I been nice My flow is crystal meth, you want thin ice I did shows with Khaled, he was screamin' 'we the best' Came back to the hood, niggas screamin' 'we depressed' I know I'm still a back block nigga, leave a mess My shit'll make a silverback gorilla beat his chest Okay, that's a full alarm blaze Callin' 9-1-1, that's a hoe alarm blaze Brooklyn, this how a downtown swinger swing Ain't nothing changed, y'all know what I bring

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Credits

Writers
  • Lil’ Fame
  • Conway the Machine
  • Styles P