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​finesse - rise lyrics

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[intro]
set this sh*t up real quick
yeah, yeah
yeah

[chorus]
b*tch, i finesse
you ain’t sh*t, b*tch, you mess
i got drip, gucci, i step
you my b*tch, give me head
talkin’ sh*t and he dead
flood my wrist, zero temp’
b*tch, we countin up a check’
lil’ boy ain’t a threat

[verse]
man, f*ck wit’ my n*gga, kxngrada
we gon’ make all these shawties holler
b*tch, i’m fresh, gotta pop my collar
i’ma pull up in that chevy impala
wit’ my b*tch, ’bout to count that guala
he wanna be like me, imposter
rip up his guts, that sh*t look like pasta
she finna pull up to mi casa
she call me papi, don’t know her momma
hit them notes just like rihanna
ain’t my kid, i’m sorry, your honor
go ask maury, i’m not the father
think you can compete, boy don’t bother
get that fade lined up like a barber
i go hard in the paint with the art i create, but still, i’m tryna go harder
tryna go farther, b*tch, i ain’t a starter
words keep flowin’, b*tch, i’m zonin’
who my opponent, b*tch, who want it?
movin’ too fast, b*tch, i’m in motion
he thinks we bros, man, he must be jokin’
on a different time, if these n*ggas ain’t notice
a n*gga sip goop like its motherf*ckin’ potion
smokin’ this gas, got me high, i’m floatin’
[chorus]
b*tch, i finesse
you ain’t sh*t, b*tch, you mess
i got drip, gucci, i step
you my b*tch, give me head
talkin’ sh*t and he dead
flood my wrist, zero temp’
b*tch, we countin up a check’
lil’ boy ain’t a threat

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