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letra de back end (sped up version) - finesse2tymes

[intro]
finesse, two of ’em
(xo think he all that)

[verse]
it’s cool when they do it (it’s cool, huh?), it’s a problem when i do it, f-ck ’em (f-ck ’em)
birds of a feather (what?), they flock together, that make you a sucker (a sucker)
i don’t f-ck with n0body (none of ’em), if you ain’t mob ties, then it’s f-ck you (then f-ck you)
i don’t want nothin’ but some money (nothin’ but some money), but if they get with this sh-t, i’ma flush ’em
i’m in south carolina (what you doing?), i’m looking for renni, she know i’m some pimpin’, though (yeah, she know that)
she gotta be thick as h-ll, big player, i can’t do nothin’ with no skinny ho (oh, nah)
bought a glock 47, that b-tch look like a d.e., i hit it with both hands (two hands)
i sign my own check (i’m ceo), bettеr stay in your lane, your lil’ bitty broke ass (you broke)
thеy hate that they left me (they hate it), they regret what they said (they see), but i don’t accept it (i don’t)
they claimin’ these bodies (huh?), the whole time it was somebody else’s (that’s crazy)
finesse bringing real back (the real), he be speaking his mind, that boy with the sh-t (he lit)
these rap n-ggas pitiful (i’m so sick of ’em), they be ready to k!ll you over a b-tch
hold up, i come around, n-ggas go put they ho up (go put they ho up)
quit asking questions, b-tch, shut up and roll up (roll up)
she eat the d-ck ’til she throw up (ugh)
he tried to diss me to blow up (boom)
i’m vvs to the floor up (ooh)
pinkie ring look like a doughnut
i do this sh-t for them n-ggas who solid and free all them real ones who jailin’ in beaumont
d-mn, they can’t do nothin’ with ’em
beefin’ with who? it ain’t nothin’ with ’em (none)
i’m hearin’ the sl!ck sh-t (sl!ck sh-t), tote nothin’ but big sh-t, you can get slumped with ’em (slumped with ’em)
the draco is under me (yeah), that b-tch in my lap now, come and get ’em (lap now, come and get ’em)
you think i ain’t on point (you stupid), run up if you want, shoot this b-tch through the window (bah, bah, bah)
they like, “ooh, he violent” (shh), they ain’t dropping nothin’, ooh, they silent (shh)
they making up rumors, don’t n0body believe ’em, that sh-t don’t surprise me (it don’t)
my side b-tch main homie (on god), she play her position, ain’t doing no snitchin’ (shh)
remember i was broke (remember), now they be like, “h-ll nah, look at ricky” (lil’ deebo)
don’t act like you know a n-gga
all them years i did, you ain’t wrote a n-gga
don’t be speakin’ on me if you owe a n-gga
i’ll catch him in traffic and ho the n-gga (ho the n-gga)
i put that on my grand mammy (i put that on my grand mammy)
i was gone, but i’m back at it (now i’m back at it)
i ain’t cool, i just act happy (cool, i just act happy)
mini drac’, i can backpack it (b-tch, i can tote it)
say they got a bounty on who? (on who?) they say they got prices on who head? (on who head?)
thirty-two shots in this glock 17, and b-tch, it’ll be thirty two dead, on me
i hit that b-tch with my foot in her neck (foot in her neck)
sleepin’ on me, now a crook in your neck (crook in your neck)
thirty k for a twenty minute set
put some baguettes in the cartier specs, i’m back in (i’m back)
they ain’t f-ck with me back then (they was sleeping)
now they hollerin’ ’bout, “tap in” (hollerin’ ’bout, “tap in”)
i pulled up with a mac-10 (pulled up with a— rrrt)
if she give you some p-ssy and you tell the business, that mean you a rat then (then you’ll tell somethin’)
i don’t want your bottles, i don’t want your weed, just give me my backends
i’m goin’ back in (i’m goin’ back in)

- finesse2tymes

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