Finesser

My baby don't know that I was a good finesser

I be out of space like a nigga work for NASA

My baby so cold on the pole she my treasure

If you want some smoke let me know I got pressure

Ooh I can't fuck with hoes cuz they want my soul

Cuz she keep on naggin' me I think you should go

Think you should go

Think you should go

On your way out please don't get hit by the door.

Please don't get hit by the door

Got that good pressure you can smell it at the door

If you got a problem with me please let me know

Cuz you know Taiwan with the fuckin smoke

Huh huh huh fuck you talkin' bout

Put that Glock up to your fuckin mouth

I will spin your block and spin again just like a roundabout

Silence on the gun pew pew pew its gon wipe you out

Feds at my door I don't know what you talkin' bout

Got dollar bills on the floor by the stove gotta mop it now

Go down the hill by the store where my daddy lost his soul

Will the nigga ever go I don't even fuckin know

Ooh I can't fuck with hoes cuz they want my soul

Cuz she keep on naggin' me I think you should go

Think you should go

Think you should go

On your way out please don't get hit by the door.