Fine Art Lyrics

Vinci status

It's pablo and da vinci

The artist of

The century

We ran in this bitch

Like yal niggas stimpy

We ran in this bitch

Like jogging so simply

We ran in this bitch

Like stockings on thickeys

Renewed my passport

I been traveling abroad

Skip thru that lane

Them euro steps

Looking odd

To busy watching

My pivot like midgets

Like stacks im

Known to stack digits

Back bone of

Back to back winnings

I'm here to close

The ninth inning

I give the track

The right feeling

With flows that raise

The fucking ceiling nigga

It's pablo and da vinci

The artist of the century

We ran in this bitch

Like yal niggas stimpy

We ran in this bitch

Like jogging so simply

We ran in this bitch

Like stockings on thickeys

Been patient

For to long

It's time to

Take shit

We build destroy

And then remake shit

The canvas wet

After my statements

Yo chick can't act

Cause of my grey sweats

Erotic acts i got

That great sex

I smell like cash

No other fragrance

It's in the bag

Thats winner language

What's in the past

I'm on to great shit

Great minds think alike

It's fine art

It's pablo and da vinci

The artist of the century

We ran in this bitch

Like yal niggas stimpy

We ran in this bitch

Like jogging so simply

We ran in this bitch

Like stockings on thickeys

Been patient

For to long

It's time to take shit

We ran thru this bitch

Like shoe strings

On gym shoes

Vinci status

All that matters