Finessed

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Bih hit my phone up, I'ma let it ring (Plugg) I'ma let shit ring and that choppa, it's gon' sing, yeah He got hit in mata, now he can't even think She tryna come to my block, bitch, you trippin' Pop out wit' a beam, now he bleedin' through white tee (What?) Beat that nigga ass and they post it on YT Most these niggas chat but they really coppin' pleas Get yo' bro to slime you out, you ain't backdoorin' me Ha, fuck no, bitch, you ain't, yeah (Plugg) Fuck, you ain't backdoorin' shit, I run off Yeah, I run off wit' that niggas shit My fault had to finesse you, like, bitch, I needed it Run off wit' his pack because I'm not tryna cop a zip Second that I see the jakes, you know that I dip I ain't duckin' no nigga, I cannot get killed He push up on gang, then his blood gettin' spilt, like, ew Tryna fuck 'cause she know I'm Baby Beel Took yo' bitch and I finesse, like, how you feel? You can't trap, you can't serve, like, bitch, you got no skills Got a all black fit, they ain't catchin' me on film No [Verse 2] Bih, shit hit my phone up, I'ma let it ring I'ma let shit ring and that choppa, it's gon' sing, yeah He got hit in mata, now he can't even think My fault had to finesse you, like, bitch, I needed it (Huh) I ain't wanna jugg his shit (Plugg), but bitch, I needed it (Yeah) Hoe just seen me boss up, I know you heated, bitch Bitch just did me wrong, I'ma make 'em feel so sick When I'm gettin' rich (Yeah, yeah, yeah, like) Know she gone be sick as fuck when I'm countin' up Money on bro head, I might go take that bounty, yeah Bitches on my dick because I'm clouted up (Yeah, yeah) Japanese denim, don't know where I found this from (Plugg) In that courtroom, I won't say shit like a monk Bitch just said I'm ignorant, now she said I'm blunt I'm like, "Bitch, what the fuck? Bitch, pick one" Yeah, like, bitch, which one?