Finesse

　　Finesse - A$AP Ferg&Rich Homie Quan

　　&Jim Jones&Desiigner

　　Feeling good, man I’m feeling good

　　Finesse and then I juug

　　Feeling good, man I’m feeling good

　　Finesse and then I juug

　　In my hood, woke up in my hood

　　Ni**a I wish you would

　　Feeling good, man I’m feeling good

　　Finesse and then I juug

　　Finesse, finesse

　　Finesse, finesse

　　Finesse, finesse

　　Finesse, finesse

　　Finesse and then I juug

　　We got the bricks and the yay

　　We got that s**t you don’t weigh

　　We get them package of loud

　　I got that s**t from the Bay

　　I know some Crips in L.A

　　I know some Bloods out in Harlem

　　I got my bi**h on the way

　　She got a bi**h on the way

　　I got some ni**as, they put the clips in the K

　　I got some chicks in the A

　　You took a trip to Miami

　　You get a drop, you get that s**t for a day

　　I get that s**t cause I want it

　　I’m in that s**t getting blunted

　　I’m in that s**t doing me

　　Let your new bi**h get up on it

　　I do not care about warrants

　　I told my lawyer to steam it,

　　any charges that they throw

　　I told my lawyer to clean it

　　I told my lawyer to clean it

　　I want the bricks and the commas

　　I want some more and some more

　　I got them bricks and the commas

　　I want galore and galore

　　I am not talking bout lyra

　　I fell in love with the mirror

　　Damages, look at my hair

　　I f**ked your bi**h in the leer

　　Twitter fingers in her rear

　　Make that pu**y disappear, yeah, yeah

　　I dropped a 4 in a 20 and Fanta

　　NYC all the way down to Atlanta

　　I rock your bi**h like a Gucci bandana

　　I’m feeling myself just like Tony Montana

　　I snort the caine, nah, Tony Montana

　　I got the mothaf**king gun

　　I got the hammer,

　　I’ll put my d**k in your grandma

　　Don’t ask me why I call you son

　　I cannot f**k her, I’m focused on money

　　Focused on 20s and 50s and hundreds

　　Finessing the plug,

　　we take off and we’re running

　　I can have a rich homie, you know that we stunting

　　I want that green so they calling me Kermit

　　Man that boo got me hot, man I feel like I’m burning

　　I beat that lil pu**y like Ike, call me Turner

　　So get that G string like I just pulled a permit

　　Finesse

　　Finesse, finesse

　　Finesse, finesse

　　Finesse, finesse

　　Finesse, finesse

　　Finesse and then I juug

　　Real ni**a f**k for real on the reg, ni**a

　　Drive em in rolling 6s, Durant, ni**a

　　I fell in love with them killers

　　them ni**as they dead ni**as

　　Feel it come back on that alley f**k with Durant ni**a

　　Me and A$AP Jimmy Jimmy that’s a head ni**a

　　Feeling cleared up kill a ni**a for some bread ni**a

　　Ni**as talking man I’m finna hit em with the lead ni**a

　　Told him kill him cause we heard him

　　talking to the Feds ni**a

　　Whole block full of Bloods f**king with them red ni**as

　　Get caught when you come up short with the bread ni**as

　　We some head hitters

　　I’m that coke dealer

　　Getting more figures

　　You that broke ni**a

　　Must have called a ni**a G-Unit cause we guerrillas

　　Bi**hes wanna give me neck cause we getting more skrilla

　　And more skrilla, and more skrilla

　　And more skrilla, and more skrilla

　　And more skrilla,

　　F**king gold diggers, getting more bigger

　　Yeah we feeling good

　　Feeling good, man I’m feeling good

　　Finesse and then I juug

　　Feeling good, man I’m feeling good

　　Finesse and then I juug

　　In my hood, woke up in my hood

　　Ni**a I wish you would

　　Feeling good, man I’m feeling good

　　Finesse and then I juug

　　Finesse, finesse

　　Finesse, finesse

　　Finesse, finesse

　　Finesse, finesse

　　Finesse and then I juug