Finessin

(album: F.B.G. The Movie - 2013)

[Intro: Future]
One thing about me, I know how to get out the mud nigga
Fly shit on
Rags to riches
I ain't looking back
Yeah, F.B.G.
We global now nigga
Paying dues

[Hook: Future]
Finessing, Finessing, Finessing, Finessing, Finessing, Finessing
Finessing, we came up from nothing
Finessing, Finessing, Finessing, Finessing, Finessing, Finessing
Finessing, we went from rags to riches

[Verse 1: Future]
Whipping up that Frank Lucas
Cooking up that Young Poochie
Beamer cool with a clear view
Got 'Rari with the clear view
Trapped out I'm on CNN
Space shuttle I done went to Mars
Call this bitch who can taste the dick
Got a gutter bitch gonna take a charge
Went to Paris on a weekday
And I'm coming back in a couple months
Everyday I wake up
I'm drinking lean, I'm smoking blunts
Dropped out of my high school
Then I went and copped me a drop top
Got residue on my dreadlocks
My whole style unorthodox
Trading in my hand scale
Started selling, them big bells
30 bricks by 30 bricks
I could sell a nigga some oatmeal
Sell a nigga some horse feed
Cashing out for a hundred pounds
Sell a nigga some A-1
I'll cook it up for you right now

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Future]
Credit card my swipe game
I strike off like lightning
Fuck with me, my lick game
... excite me
I'm taking off like MJ
My check game like Nike
Anytime I get that cash
That cash make me hyphy
I'm jumping off my products
Stacking up my dollars
I stay chasin that guala
Ain't no turning up my collar
Represent my city
Nigga want game gotta pay pesos
That pink inside my Styrofoam
Got yellow bones on my iPhone
Running up like a treadmill
Conversation gotta pay field...
Everything I wear nigga
Is Farrago in public
High top Margiela's
Thousand dollars for a sweater
Money talk no pressure
Everything disrespectful

[Hook]