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letra de finessed - yuke

[verse 1]
bih hit my phone up, i’ma let it ring (plugg)
i’ma let sh-t ring and that choppa, it’s gon’ sing, yeah
he got hit in mata, now he can’t even think
she tryna come to my block, b-tch, you trippin’
pop out wit’ a beam, now he bleedin’ through white tee (what?)
beat that n-gga ass and they post it on yt
most these n-ggas chat but they really coppin’ pleas
get yo’ bro to slime you out, you ain’t backdoorin’ me
ha, f-ck no, b-tch, you ain’t, yeah (plugg)
f-ck, you ain’t backdoorin’ sh-t, i run off
yeah, i run off wit’ that n-ggas sh-t
my fault had to finesse you, like, b-tch, i needed it
run off wit’ his pack because i’m not tryna cop a zip
second that i see the jakes, you know that i dip
i ain’t duckin’ no n-gga, i cannot get k!lled
he push up on gang, then his blood gettin’ spilt, like, ew
tryna f-ck ’cause she know i’m baby beel
took yo’ b-tch and i finesse, like, how you feel?
you can’t trap, you can’t serve, like, b-tch, you got no sk!lls
got a all black fit, they ain’t catchin’ me on film
no

[verse 2]
bih, sh-t hit my phone up, i’ma let it ring
i’ma let sh-t ring and that choppa, it’s gon’ sing, yeah
he got hit in mata, now he can’t even think
my fault had to finesse you, like, b-tch, i needed it (huh)
i ain’t wanna jugg his sh-t (plugg), but b-tch, i needed it (yeah)
hoe just seen me boss up, i know you heated, b-tch
b-tch just did me wrong, i’ma make ’em feel so sick
when i’m gettin’ rich (yeah, yeah, yeah, like)
know she gone be sick as f-ck when i’m countin’ up
money on bro head, i might go take that bounty, yeah
b-tches on my d-ck because i’m clouted up (yeah, yeah)
j-panese denim, don’t know where i found this from (plugg)
in that courtroom, i won’t say sh-t like a monk
b-tch just said i’m ignorant, now she said i’m blunt
i’m like, “b-tch, what the f-ck? b-tch, pick one”
yeah, like, b-tch, which one?

- yuke

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