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LUCKI

Finesse

 

Finesse

(album: Body High - 2014)


Ok now last night oh boy, I worked the whole block by myself
I sell these pills to who don't need them then I pop 'em myself
I call these yaps the Lucki Eck$, feel like I'm popping myself
And still count that Cheddar Bob, like I be popping myself
Cause baby I know you know me, and I'm knowing you do
We got the whole summer ahead and still a lil' snow with you
Who you get from? So and so? Ok, remind to rob him
Finesse that bitch up out his number, told her she'll make some profit
I call him, 'Its Lucki bro, I got your number from this bitch
I can move your work around my school
You should front me some of that shit'
And he like 'Aw shit, gon' head say thanks to that bitch
Bruh my shit was passing slow, turn that game speed up a bit'
Now he like 'Lucki you bogus', that life, should know who to trust
Just keep calm my nigga I rather be robbed than called a bust
Now he texting all on my phone
Talking 'bout he gon' be at my school
Just meet me at Class Finesse cause I just graduated fool

You been finessed by finesser, boss that nigga you know
I'm that handicapper car, no sticker still won't get towed
You been finessed by finesser, boss that nigga you know
You been finessed by finesser, boss that nigga you know
You been finessed by finesser, boss that nigga you know
My money, finesse, is rare, finesse
These checks, finesse
Everything finesse

Baby I'm smooth as that nigga, girl I'm smooth as myself
I'm smooth as fresh cut scalps, come run your hand through my hair
I be finessing one bitch, my college bitch queen of Africa
Set niggas up to buy my blunts, I'm 17 can't buy Swishers
She like to roll, I let her roll, she know her role in this script
The cops come, she getting cooked, she got my pole on her hip
Can't bond her out, that's too risky, so I forget bout that bitch
I'm still a kid anyway, I keep forgetting bout that shit
I need to deal with shit my age so I deal to kids my age
Get guap out your dash stash, problem solver Christian Cage
And if one rich kid get hooked, then I guess I'll throw more bait
All them buy this magic shit, I guess they just like AIDS
Finesse finesse finesse, that's all a nigga know
These dealers know it too, that's why they blocking all my calls
Finesse finesse finesse, that's all a nigga know
These bitches know it too, that's why they blocking all my calls

You been finessed by finesser, boss that nigga you know
I'm that handicapper car, no sticker still won't get towed
You been finessed by finesser, boss that nigga you know
You been finessed by finesser, boss that nigga you know
You been finessed by finesser, boss that nigga you know
My money, finesse, is rare, finesse
These checks, finesse
Everything finesse

done

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