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finesse - xang lyrics

[intro:]

they be like “xang, you a meanie.”
d*mn she look good when she in a bikin
follow the pack, ain’t no way you been leading
ain’t no oxygen, it’s just smoke i been breathing
he wanna front we put him on a tv, i sh*t on these rappers like they was my tp
hit for the week, then her number delete, now that b*tch always wanna come see me

[chorus:]

[verse 1:]
i know you mad cause you broke
drop a new bag a new bag on some clothes
smelling like gucci like gucci cologne
yeah he talking sh*t, but he don’t want the smoke
soon as i pulled out the pistol, he froze
better watch out, might hit you and yo bro
say that he tough, until he get exposed
he opened his mouth, now it’s murder he wrote
[verse 2:]

f*ck is you sayin?
swear on my momma, you faking
for the gang i’m never changing
whole lotta cases, whole lotta metal like braces
whole lotta chops give a facelift
b*tch i’m the greatness, and yet i’m still underrated
my music all on her playlist, she finna take it
b*tch i been through all the fakest, look at me now how i made it

[chorus:]

aye
i cannot mess with these hoes, i be finessing these hoes
finessin’ it, uh
talking turn him to a ghost
i seen him reach for the pole, no guessing it, uh
all of that sh*t gettin old, yo b*tch she giving me dome, like heaven b*tch, uh
sh*t, i ain’t making it home
don’t try to call my phone, won’t answer it
uh
i cannot mess with these hoes, i be finessing these hoes
finessin’ it, uh
talking turn him to a ghost
i seen him reach for the pole, no guessing it, uh
all of that sh*t gettin old, yo b*tch she giving me dome, like heaven b*tch, uh
sh*t, i ain’t making it home
don’t try to call my phone, won’t answer it
uh

- xang lyrics

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