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hall of fame - freshmen finessers (prod. ohk beatz) lyrics

[intro]

[hook x2] (owen):

ain’t got no reason to quit, ain’t got no reason to cap
i’m on the realest of sh*t, you know that we on the map
ain’t f*ckin’ with any lames, we do not play any games
finesse a bag you know we goin’ into the hall of fame

[verse 1] (colbey):

you know who it is, we the freshmen that know how to finesse
we finna get the racks with our tracks
ohk never lacks, you better pay attention
we going to the top yeah we on the ascension
yeah it’s yaboy i’m back here finessing
b*tches be on me
you know that fish is not what i’m catching
yeah it’s fax i’m top 80 in sask ’cause i be clapping
dangle snipe and celly on your b*tch then i be tapping

[verse 2] (hunter):

pull up b*tch i got the game
f*ck your song that sh*t is lame
got your dog that sh*t not tame
f*cked my girl (yo, same)
making the racks on a daily
wallet so fat they call me crisp jay*z
in the stu and this beat go brazy
but it’s not beef boi it’s like gravy

[hook x2]

[verse 3] (pj):

ain’t got no reason to cap, that’s why i’m bringing it back
if someone say they’re better then i’m finna bring out the mac
these other rappers are whack, these other rappers are trash
wait ’til i get a milli wanna hop on the track? (lemme hop on the track!)
no, your sh*t is too trash
but your girl calling me up and she say i’m a snack
freshmen finessers are back, you know that we never lack
we’re just waiting for the cheque, we’re just waiting for the plaque

[verse 4] (ralf):

best in the game, top of the list, remember the name
your girl gets this finesse all day
that’s what we do, we the class of ’22
got a girl and she is fine
tryna finesse but she is mine
we got clout, they can’t handle
can’t take it they going mental
taking the world by night and day, it’s all because of ohk
making these lines they going too hard
we pull up to parties, we dripping hard
on the court i make ’em slide
floater gang in this b*tch make ’em die
snapping ankles left and right
so much vert i don’t need height

[hook x2]

[verse 5] (denim):

ohk made the beat, yeah i’m on it spitting this heat (straight up!)
yeah i’m packing the shmeat, you only talk about me in a tweet
you sleep on the floor, i’m in a suite
if you challenge me it’s a defeat
i better stop before i overheat (yah, yah yah)
now i’m switching the flows, i’m in the crib with the bros (with the bros)
and we selling out shows, i be pulling up like i’m d rose (splash)
this beat is fire, i’m hooping like i’m at spire (melo)
you are good, nope, that, you are a liar

[verse 6] (jesse):

back on the track, last song put us on the map
hall of fame bangers, climbing the game like we’re climbing a ladder
gave us attention that’s how we thrive, pull up to the court balling like the fab five

(wait, wait, wait. you thought he was done? oh h*ll, no!)

ohk our producer, your girl is gross, might have to remove her
song blowing up like a suicide bomber
knocking us down but we’ll come back stronger
hide your daughters, call us your fathers
stealing our flow like some robbers
there’s no reason to quit, picked up your girl, please don’t throw a fit

[hook x2]

- freshmen finessers prod ohk beatz lyrics

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