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rental car - finesse2tymes lyrics

[intro: finesse2tymes]
(bang, bang, let me see you do your thing) finesse, two of ’em
(will, what that is?) ayy
them shots got to poppin’, i ran out (avo)
them shots got to poppin’, you ran out
ayy (xo think he all that), finesse, two of ’em

[chorus: finesse2tymes]
gotta watch where i’m goin’ now (where i’m goin’ now)
she used to be perfect, but shorty some ho now (some ho now)
i was stuck in a cell, when it rains, it pours (pours), well, i guess it’s pourin’ now (pourin’ now)
moved my mama out camelot, she in a better spot
went and bought five them hitler glocks
got za in a pickle jar (pickle jar), four hunnid*fifty shots (fifty shots)
b*tch, you know that’s a rental car

[verse 1: finesse2tymes]
offer me favors, i’m straight, i don’t want ’em
when i was lockеd down for a year ’cause corona (’cause corona)
you ain’t f*ck with mе, i peep your persona (peep your persona)
they won’t do a verse, n*ggas want me to front ’em (want me to front ’em)
know i’m the dope like that ricky ross n*gga (ricky ross n*gga)
he just got money, that boy ain’t no k!ller
’cause you sent a hit, that don’t make you a hitter
you gon’ be comin’, pull up in this [?]
the b*tch just got wet, ate my d through the zipper (d through the zipper)
pull it straight out, go lay up with your n*ggas (yeah, n*gga)
twenty*some racks for a louis v comforter, just ’cause n*ggas slept on me like a pillow (me like a pillow)
i wanna hear ’bout what happened back when
i’m back and better, goin’ at it again (i’m at it again)
come and leave out ahead, i was sent (sent)
my homecomin’, got up under they skin (up under they skin)
ooh, we k!llin’ ’em (i’m k!llin’ ’em)
everything that i do gotta see some residual
well, say they gon’ k!ll me, that’s typical (that’s typical)
pull up on him in person and check that boy temperature (what you wanna do?)
i went and got it, no handout (no handout)
these lil’ rap n*ggas really be fanned out (fan n*ggas)
when them shots got to poppin’, you ran out (ran out)
when them shots got to poppin’, i ran out (i ran out, n*gga)
[chorus: finesse2tymes]
gotta watch where i’m goin’ now (i’m goin’ now)
she used to be perfect, but shorty some ho now (ho now)
i was stuck in a cell, when it rains, it pours (crazy), well, i guess it’s pourin’ now (it’s pourin’ now)
moved my mama out camelot, she in a better spot
went and bought five them hitler glocks
got za in a pickle jar (in a pickle jar), four hunnid*fifty shots (fifty shots)
b*tch, you know that’s a rental car

[verse 2: dababy]
back*to*back foreigns, i whip down and sh*tted (back foreigns, yeah)
play, watch how quick i’ma whip out and hit it (whip out and—)
went got a pound of that swag for two hunnid (two), got some more g and mixed that with the midget
i’ll f*ck around and sell that sh*t back to myself
sh*t, i done already mixed this sh*t so everybody gettin’ it
i’ll come pick the ho, i’ll hit both of ’em
them shots got to poppin’, i left off some more of ’em (what you doin’?)
scary n*gga, i’ma be the same way when they bury n*ggas
i’ll f*ck around, switch that sh*t up like finesse and ask three or four hoes to get married with me (p)
she askin’ me why the f*ck i ain’t got no bae, ’cause [?] ain’t no play, i be very picky (b*tch)
she used to be flat chested back in the day ’til she turned herself up, bought a par of titties (yeah)
this lil’ arp got a pair of titties (huh)
this glock 17 got a box and a titty on it (yeah)
she said that she’ll pull my d*ck out right here, show all her friends how she really want it
when them shots went off, you got the f*ck out and dodged, i was still sittin’ outside, i don’t even use my garage
i don’t know sh*t about when dude ass got robbed, i wasn’t stuntin’ that sh*t, i was doin’ my job, p*ssy
[chorus: finesse2tymes]
gotta watch where i’m goin’ now (i’m goin’ now)
she used to be perfect, but shorty some ho now (a ho)
i was stuck in a cell, when it rains, it pours (crazy), well, i guess it’s pourin’ now (b*tch)
moved my mama out camelot, she in a better spot
went and bought five them hitler glocks (huh)
got za in a pickle jar (in a pickle jar), four hunnid*fifty shots (fifty shots)
b*tch, you know that’s a rental car (a rental)

- finesse2tymes lyrics

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