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black visa (sped up version) - finesse2tymes lyrics

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[intro: finesse2tymes]
finesse, two of ’em

[chorus: finesse2tymes]
break her, f*ck her, leave her (gone), come back and do it again
i’m charging these hoes like a black visa (visa), unlimited sh*t coming in
i told that b*tch, “hold up” (hold up), “stop it” (stop it)
sock it to a n*gga pockets (pockets)
put it in a n*gga mitt (in my hand)
i came up off a b*tch, hey (let me get that)
break her, f*ck her, leave her (gone), come back and do it again
i’m charging these hoes like a black visa (visa), unlimited sh*t coming in
i told that b*tch, “hold up” (hold up), “stop it” (stop it)
sock it to a n*gga pockets (pockets)
put it in a n*gga mitt (in my hand)
i came up off a b*tch, hey (let me gеt that)
[verse 1: finesse2tymes]
sent her my cash app, screenshotted my zеlle, i’m c*cky as h*ll (h*ll)
i bought her some rope (rope)
told her go hang herself, you bought her some chanel (n*gga, never)
trick*ass n*gga (you a trick)
you hit that ho raw, sick*ass n*gga (sick)
you beefin’ ’bout a ho (ho)
old tender d*ck b*tch*ass n*gga (b*tch)
break on her (break on her), break on her (break on her)
as soon as she get to complaining, i’m finna skate on her (skate), skate on her (skate)
she textin’ me talkin’ ’bout i’m changin’ (then break on her)
that hustle and flow money (flow money)
i got out and came up off the ho money (the ho)
you know that’s for sure money (for sure)
i’m still a street n*gga, cop a ‘bow from me (come shop)
i hit that b*tch for an hour and a half, nutted, went at it again (did it two times)
she ate the d*ck up for forty*some minutes, i pulled out and nut on her chin (sheesh)
sent her back to her n*gga like nothin’ ever happened (nothin’ ever happened)
cut that b*tch off like ain’t nothin’ ever happened (nothin’ ever happened)
she wouldn’t be with me if i wasn’t ever rapping (wasn’t ever rapping)
when i seen her out, she started acting dramatic (don’t do that)

[chorus: finesse2tymes & moneybagg yo]
break her, f*ck her, leave her (gone), come back and do it again
i’m charging these hoes like a black visa (visa), unlimited sh*t coming in
i told that b*tch, “hold up” (hold up), “stop it” (stop it)
sock it to a n*gga pockets (pockets)
put it in a n*gga mitt (in my hand)
i came up off a b*tch, hey (let me get that)
break her, f*ck her, leave her (gone), come back and do it again
i’m charging these hoes like a black visa (visa), unlimited sh*t coming in
i told that b*tch, “hold up” (hold up), “stop it” (stop it)
sock it to a n*gga pockets (pockets)
put it in a n*gga mitt (in my hand)
i came up off a b*tch, hey (go)
[verse 2: moneybagg yo & finesse2tymes]
i had to come up from nothing (zero)
now i’m up all of the sudden (loaded)
one*fifty, that’s out the discussion (don’t do that)
200k or i ain’t budgin’ (stamp that)
just was with you, now she with me
share that sh*t, she me and yours (both)
i popped way too many pills, didn’t even nut, but she got four (ugh)
talk to me like i ain’t sh*t, then double back and say she love me
i pour up that drank for real, my grandma think it’s robitussin (haha)
wock’ on the way, sn*tch a kit (cup)
who got it? i need a plug (psych)
i’m just playin’, i am the plug (bagg)
in the drought, i cause a flood (go)
back in the ‘yami (thuggin’)
shirt off, solo with a chopper (drac’)
big racks, gotta walk with a waddle (f*ck)
eighty thousand got stuck in my joggers (woah)
ho keep tellin’ me i’m actin’ different (how?)
ain’t the same n*gga had that impala (nope)
pay me or get paid no attention (b*tch)
i’ma sit back and count every dollar (hey, let me get that)

[chorus: finesse2tymes]
break her, f*ck her, leave her (gone), come back and do it again
i’m charging these hoes like a black visa (visa), unlimited sh*t coming in
i told that b*tch, “hold up” (hold up), “stop it” (stop it)
sock it to a n*gga pockets (pockets)
put it in a n*gga mitt (in my hand)
i came up off a b*tch, hey (let me get that)
break her, f*ck her, leave her (gone), come back and do it again
i’m charging these hoes like a black visa (visa), unlimited sh*t coming in
i told that b*tch, “hold up” (hold up), “stop it” (stop it)
sock it to a n*gga pockets (pockets)
put it in a n*gga mitt (in my hand)
i came up off a b*tch, hey (let me get that)

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