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finesse - ymf lyrics

[hook]
i’m mr. finesse (mr. finesse)
finessin’, finessin’, finesse, yeah
making money in the trap (trap, trap, yeah)
gunman pulls up with no vest, yeah
let them haters do the dash (pew*pew)
take your money and i splash, yeah
they ain’t gonna find my stash (nah*nah, nah*nah)
i’m finessin’, finessin’, finesse, yeah, aye

[verse 1: ymf]
i’m mr. finesse (ooh)
tell me who’s next
shoot in your head while you aim at my chest
i want the cash, but i’m not paying tax (nah)
i got that dirty money in them racks (racks)
i’m makin’ money with my mac
bullets in the mag
yeah my homie he is sprayin’ with the mac
flip another pack
shooting with the tec
he is tired, so he’s gonna take a nap
securing the bag do it sneaky, easy
makin’ money while you sleepy (lacking)
your dollars lookin’ like a kiwi
fiji, i got that water, i’m leaky (drip)
finessin’ the plug, i’m finessin’ these checks (check)
got k!llers and thugs, who gon’ leave you for dead (ooh)
they stealing from me, so i’m stealing more back
they wanna know me, yeah

[verse 2: lil trevo]
finessin’ my blessing (i bless ‘em)
he thinks he a shooter
pull up on him and we shoot ‘em
every young n*gga in the apartment skinny (every young n*gga)
2 trap phones, everyone knows hit me (got 2 ones)
back this fishbowl, him do a 50 (fishbowl)
2 j’s, both to crutch, trappin’ at the business
first young n*gga in the hood with a 16 (first young n*gga)
big dawg, when i pullin’ up n*gga hit me
ain’t no comparison (ain’t none)
these n*ggas embarrassing
i got some diamonds on clarences
trappin’ in the club, at the show with the bl!cky
seven n*ggas with me, everyone knows i’m with it
came in the game with the dope, my bricks
switch out the shame, we don’t switch out independent
i cannot lose, i’m investing my b*tches
shoot out at the party, put switches on glizzy

- ymf lyrics

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