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Finesser lyrics
Finesser lyrics
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Finesser lyrics

[Hook: Quavo]

Finess ha, finess ha

Finess ha, finess ha

This is my life, (my life, my life)

This is my life

Finess ha, finess ha

Finess ha, finess ha

This is my life

This is my life (finess, finess, finess)

[Verse 1: Quavo]

Finessed the plug by the check, I hop on a jet, I go to Quebec

When I went to the jeweler didn't know what I wanted

And I told him as long as my diamonds are wet

I am a blessing and you are a curse

I only finesse the plug with words

Placed the order, I ordered the birds

He put him in car then a young nigga scurrr

Teen bands in the suitcase no flex

Young nigga in the hood, walkin round sellin nicks

Ever since a young nigga, ballin like a net

And I got a extra plug, no Jeremy Lin

Let the top back, let your hair blow in the wind

Finesse the plug, I don’t need a Benjamin

Judge out of trial say no innocence

Smoking on gas blunts Longer than incense

[Hook]

Finess ha, finess ha

Finess ha, finess ha

This is my life, (my life, my life)

This is my life

Finess ha, finess ha

Finess ha, finess ha

This is my life

This is my life (finess, finess, finess)

[Verse 2: Offset]

Juug, Finesse, Steal

I gotta have a mill, I was raised on the hill like Jack and the Jill

Do anything just to pay them bills

My brother caught 15 waitin for the pill

When a nigga broke he comin at yo throat

Tryna sell da coke but it really insult

My lil nigga Chi got smoke

Hungry for the money, tryna get the dough

Shit get real, nigga tried to kill

All this bullshit for a dollar bill

Hoes set you up, they don’t give a fuck

Tryna get ya bucks, watch who you fuck

Plug’s like a socket, gotta keep the rocket

Tryna get a profit, running to that money like sonic

All my cars robotic

No Master P, but "I'm Bout It" gone

[Hook]

Finess ha, finess ha

Finess ha, finess ha

This is my life, (my life, my life)

This is my life

Finess ha, finess ha

Finess ha, finess ha

This is my life

This is my life (finess, finess, finess)

[Verse 3: Takeoff]

Finessin and flexin like Wrestlers

Indian plug in that castle

Bald headed jag got cancer

Turn yo main bitch to a dirty dancer

I’m cookin and wrappin them chickens

Finessin these niggas on tickets

If I fuck with ya, I’mma give you a straight draw

Nigga if I don't then I gotta remix it (remix)

Flipping them Patties like crabbies

My shoes importers are ballys

Finessin since I can remember

My wrist so cold, December

I’m selling T-bones they tender

That steel wrapped around me like bender

Difference between me and you

I'm Real and You a pretender (you fake)

[Hook]

Finess ha, finess ha

Finess ha, finess ha

This is my life, (my life, my life)

This is my life

Finess ha, finess ha

Finess ha, finess ha

This is my life

This is my life (finess, finess, finess)

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