My Fine Art Lyrics

I know I gotta go hard

I had this gut feeling right from the start

He cannot step in the park

Talking like this baby

My fine art

All that I'm hearing is bark

Step to the party, we smoking we spark

Know that I ride with my heart

Forever my brother, he doing his part

Bring the ciroq, we finna turn up the block

If you sliding

We bring many for shots, we tryna go move the lot

If you sliding

She said henny for top

Bae i'ma go back to the spot, if you sliding

We don't let anything rock

We bout to go right to the top

If you sliding

We gotta slide back to the store

Talk if you walk but I'ma hit you, on bro

I'ma show that trick the door

I'ma hit you with the uh

Yeh what? Talking that ish

When I pull up, he duck

Buddy a lick, yea I hit em in chucks

Brodie you suck, this ain't from luck

I'ma go split him, we leave him in dust yeah

We leave him in dust

Why is he talking like that, he suck yeah

Shawdy, she know what's up

Talking to me, she know this ain't from luck yeah

Girl I got out the mud

I want your shawdy

She making it bust Yeah, she making it bust

Ain't no trust, uh

Yeah I know I gotta go hard

I had this gut feeling right from the start

He cannot step in the park

Talking like this baby

My fine art

All that I'm hearing is bark

Step to the party, we smoking we spark

Know that I ride with my heart

Forever my brother, he doing his part

Bring the ciroq, we finna turn up the block

If you sliding

We bring many for shots, we tryna go move the lot

If you sliding

She said henny for top, bae i'ma go back to the spot

If you sliding

We don't let anything rock

We bout to go right to the top, if you sliding