Fineese Flow Lyrics

Man y'all nigga already know what the fuck it is

Its Flamee Three Hunnit shit bitch

And we going all the way wit the shit nigga

Its that finesse flow

Three double zero YBE shit bitch

Y'all niggas know what the fuck going on

Gang shit

Talk is so cheap to me

That's why I'm riding wit pistols cuz this shit gon speak for me

Nigga don't beef wit me

Niggas is cappers not rappers I do that shit easily

Wake up the beast in me

I fucked his bitch I ain't want her just gave her a piece of meat

She was like don't you stop put ya seed in me

So I pulled out and nut where he teeth should be

I did my time I ain't gunna I ain't pushing p

We gon go all the for I push a plea

Load up the clip like I'm Malice and Pusha T

We gon shoot this bitch out they ain't booking me

I just can't help it I guess it's the hood in me

If this shit bout some money I'm trying it

We gon keep trappin if they gon keep buying it

Running this shit up the score I ain't tying it

Clappin this freak she a foreign Italian

I told her fuck me and suck me up good this

Her chore she gon work everyday for allowance

Beat it up right now she can't keep her balance

I jacked finesse for this flow I admit it

You would've thought I was writing his shit how I did it

I hop in a scat and I hit it

Remember I trapped out a Civic

I ain't really had no time last year but I'm on niggas ass today

I'm on parole but if he really want smoke I think imma crash today

I hit the club wit my niggas we tipping the strippas just giving this cash away

Feeling myself like a masterbate

I'm in the field like a madden play

I get the bag like it's luggage claim

Been balling so hard I just love this game

Give me the money and fuck the fame

I am that nigga they fuck wit Flamee

Hustling like I was TI

Notorious like I was BI

G wagon this ain't no cheap ride

Keep on talking and niggas gon DI

E when I ride thru the hood fuck getting gas I'm trappin that shit understood

No cut on that work this shit pure and it's good

And I got Za for low get this Cush

Run up on me Coot gon pop out the bush

And I got Loon put these niggas on hush

Tay got that k he gon show you a pussy

YBE shit don't you push me

Cuz I'm on fire bitch

Screwing these how like I'm pliers bitch

Giving em wood like a fire pit

Dickin em good you know how it get it

Twelve get behind me I'm floorn

Look at my writs ain't no drip this shot on me is pouring

These diamonds be fucking each other like porn

They whorin

I'm ballin my nigga Im scoring