Finesse

I juug and finesse
I got Uzis and TECs
I let 'em all off
Every fuck boy come wreck
I'm smoking loud pack, I'm smoking loud pack
I'm counting up racks
I'm throwing these stacks and I get 'em right back
Drop top in the Lamb, hit the gas god damn
If you run up on me then the ham go blam
You don't want no smoke, you don't want no cancer
My diamonds are dancing
I'm copping a mansion
I'm whipping a brick
Got a brick on my wrist
I'm whipping my wrist
I'm hitting these licks
I been with the shits, I been with the shits
I'm fucking your bitch, I'm fucking your bitch
Run up in your trap house taking all of your packs out
Call up gang, pull the mac out
Big 40 blow your back out
Let off six shots
Turn that Steph Curry to a Kobe Bryant
If the ops pull up then the ops dying
If the ops pull up then the ops dying

Run up in your trap house taking all of your packs out
Call up gang, pull the mac out
Big 40 blow your back out
Let off six shots
Turn that Steph Curry to a Kobe Bryant
If the ops pull up then the ops dying
If the ops pull up then the ops dying