sorry i finessed u =( - harm franklin & hounds lyrics
[intro: harm franklin]
oh
i just, had something to say
i’m sorry (hahaha)
sorry if i had to finesse you
ee, ee, ee
[chorus: harm franklin]
sorry if i had to finesse you
i apologize if i had finessed you (yeah, yeah)
you left me no choice, i had to finesse you
pay attention, i can take you to finesse school (ayy, finesse)
he was talking big, so i finessed his ass (so i finessed his ass)
but a couple hours later, i felt kinda bad (i felt kind bad)
he was talking big (woah), so i finessed his ass (finessed)
but a couple hours later, i felt kinda bad (finessе)
my bad if i finessed you (my bad)
my bad if i finessеd you
i’m sorry i finessed you (my bad)
i apologize if i ever finessed you (finesse, finesse)
[verse 1: harm franklin]
plug thought we were buddies, but i had to do the dash (hey)
(hey, run it up, run it up)
i knew we were stupid from my lawyer tryna test, tryna test me (lawyer)
movin’ dope to different places like a taxi but i got it and the stizzy in the backseat (no, no)
ain’t no backseat, i be, runnin’ it up like a track meet
riskin’ it (riskin’ it), like pack rat (pack rat), take his b*tch (take his b*tch), have her back (have her back)
make a wish, to have it back (woo)
it’s too late, i stole the sack
[chorus: harm franklin]
sorry if i had to finesse you
i apologize if i had finessed you
you left me no choice, i had to finesse you
pay attention, i can take you to finesse school
my bad if i finessed you
my bad if i finessed you
i’m sorry i finessed you
i apologize if i ever finessed you
[outro: harm franklin]
i didn’t mean to finesse you (no)
god told me first, i’ma test you (yeah)
but i’ma still come to the rescue (yeah)
when you get hot they won’t want you (woah)
i got too much on my mental (woah)
fighting my demons, i wrestle (argh)
i always knew i was special, yeah, yeah
we had to vacuum seal ‘frigerator packs (b*tch)
i told my mama, was in that class
life gets great but the story’s gonna pass
used to have moves, jog, doing jumping jacks (yeah)
we some exterminators, getting really rich
i don’t do frost but i’m staring at your bag
got tired of the dreaming, yeah, had to make it happen
he running away and the pack got sn*tched
(sn*tched, sn*tched, sn*tched)
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