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locksmith - good finesse lyrics

[intro]
bop, bop, ayy
bop, bop, ayy
(evince)
(ayy, b, spin that b*tch)
ayy

[chorus]
i’m a top n*gga, so you know i need a top b*tch
and i’m finna go to work like i’m a locksmith
i’m comin’ back with the bands, non*stop, b*tch
anything i sell, it’s all profit

[verse]
bop*bop, we just hit again, it’s time to triple up
these n*ggas broke as f*ck, in they pockets, they only got dubs
i’m the chosen one, all of these bands is fallin’ in my hands
and i’m cooler than a b*tch, somethin’ like a fan
i be poppin’ all the time ’cause i know i can
every time i pull it out, they be like, “d*mn”
and i’m smokin’ out the pound, you smokin’ grams
f*ckboy always gettin’ taxed like uncle sam
backend music, if you got it, then listen to it
your raps sound cap, and, on god, i can listen to it
i be spittin’ these facts like a n*gga with a missing tooth
if you still wearin’ 10k, i can’t listen to you
top n*gga, b*tch, and your n*gga in last place
got the scoomps rollin’, everybody tryna campaign
and i can’t plain, i ain’t doin’ a bustdown
and i just hit for the bag, it’s just touched down
[chorus]
i’m a top n*gga, so you know i need a top b*tch
and i’m finna go to work like i’m a locksmith
i’m comin’ back with the bands, non*stop, b*tch
anything i sell, it’s all profit

- good finesse lyrics

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