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always winnin’ - finesse kid lyrics

just woke up got the bowl ready
f-cking on that b-tch betty
throwin’ money like confetti
all my shooters ready
now we up to somethin’
now we in the studio, bumpin’
f-ckin’ on your b-tch ain’t that somethin’
back to my crib, son
eat the food with the f-ckin’ bib
just a little kid tryna get that f-ckin’ cash
never coming in f-cking last
i’m up in first
got the louis belt and i got the new f-ckin’ burst
all these rappers think they’re cursed
pull up in the truck
shoot you and your f-ckin’ strut
call it bad luck
yeah i’m rockin’ that f-ckin’ huf
all these ladies callin’ me buff
your boy is scared cause he think i’m too f-cking tough
think he’s had enough
p-ss the f-cking blunt, take another f-ckin’ puff
no i’m not below, i’m f-ckin’ above
i don’t f-ckin’ push, all i do is f-cking shove
get up in my face and you gon’ fall in love
never caught a case, i’m winnin’ the f-cking race
b-tch givin’ me face
my weed is f-ckin’ laced
grew up in the hood, strivin’ for that f-cking money
most of these rappers think that process is funny
now look at me chillin’ in my f-ckin’ mansion
30k up for f-ckin’ ransom
my b-tch callin’ me handsome

- finesse kid lyrics

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