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Rellfromthe973 - Finessin' Lyrics




I don't even rap no more
I'm done telling y'all motherf*ckers that I'm the greatest
I don't flip packs no more
Cause to you motherf*ckers
That seems to be overstatement
I'm done with the sneaky statements
I'm done with y'all grown men
In kiddie ass altercations
Acting so foul like it's technical
But technically you know that's it's flagrant
I bet I'll be a star like the star of David
Y'all not even liked by the likes of David
If I got gripes with David
That's my f*cking bro and I'll fight for David
Put it on the affidavit
Bet I beat the case I don't have to say shit
But if I get carried away and get carried away
I'mma G I won't leave the states kid
Man F*ck your operations
You an opp? f*ck your occupation
I'm a doc I got lots of patients
Steady hands I got lots of patience
I don't like to leave my patients waiting
Even though they've been patiently waiting
For the return of great Gatsby
A champ Making moves for the racks see
Nah I ain't Daniel son so you can't wax me
It's Jay Gats on a Track
With Rell from the Nine seven three

Finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin
Finessin', finessin', finessin, 'finessin', finessin' yeah
Finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin'
Finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin' yeah

Just a nigga from the jets
Survival of the fittest
Keep a foot on their neck
The block hot
Boys still selling wet
Percocet,Molly, Percocet
Y'all easily impressed
Homie got some shit that ain't hit the surface yet
Shit will melt your face off
We was getting base off
Potato on the barrel knock some base off
Tough on the net but face to face be mad soft
Niggaz need to have that same energy
If you ain't kin to me you're just an enemy
Shit some of my fam on that same level
Everyone wanna be a rebel but what's the cause
Y'all lost in the sauce
Worried bout designer cost
I'm worried about future repercussions for past drop offs
Authentic could never do knockoffs

Finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', Woo
Finessin', finessin', finessin,' finessin', finessin', Woo
Finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', Woo
Finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', Woo

Bitch I'm Bless
Niggas really thought I'd let em breathe for a sec
Rell said it best
Make sure to always keep a foot on these pussy niggas necks
I put it on my set
Smoking Dope thinkin boutta check
Take a couple more tokes pass it to the left
After that there then I'm gettin to a check
Then I'm back smokin' dope like a nigga never left
I just might finesse a nigga
I just might finesse a nigga
I just been collecting figures
Hating cuz my pockets bigger
I'm just out here gettin richer
Baby I'm a heavy hitter
I don't air beef out on Twitter
You might wanna reconsider
Who dat boy he unfamiliar
Girl you should get with a winner
Flashy nigga
Fashion killa
Tell me why these niggas bitter
Cuz I'm gettin to it quicker
Bring heat like a f*ckin pitcher
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I don't even rap no more
I'm done telling y'all motherf*ckers that I'm the greatest
I don't flip packs no more
Cause to you motherf*ckers
That seems to be overstatement
I'm done with the sneaky statements
I'm done with y'all grown men
In kiddie ass altercations
Acting so foul like it's technical
But technically you know that's it's flagrant
I bet I'll be a star like the star of David
Y'all not even liked by the likes of David
If I got gripes with David
That's my f*cking bro and I'll fight for David
Put it on the affidavit
Bet I beat the case I don't have to say shit
But if I get carried away and get carried away
I'mma G I won't leave the states kid
Man F*ck your operations
You an opp? f*ck your occupation
I'm a doc I got lots of patients
Steady hands I got lots of patience
I don't like to leave my patients waiting
Even though they've been patiently waiting
For the return of great Gatsby
A champ Making moves for the racks see
Nah I ain't Daniel son so you can't wax me
It's Jay Gats on a Track
With Rell from the Nine seven three

Finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin
Finessin', finessin', finessin, 'finessin', finessin' yeah
Finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin'
Finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin' yeah

Just a nigga from the jets
Survival of the fittest
Keep a foot on their neck
The block hot
Boys still selling wet
Percocet,Molly, Percocet
Y'all easily impressed
Homie got some shit that ain't hit the surface yet
Shit will melt your face off
We was getting base off
Potato on the barrel knock some base off
Tough on the net but face to face be mad soft
Niggaz need to have that same energy
If you ain't kin to me you're just an enemy
Shit some of my fam on that same level
Everyone wanna be a rebel but what's the cause
Y'all lost in the sauce
Worried bout designer cost
I'm worried about future repercussions for past drop offs
Authentic could never do knockoffs

Finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', Woo
Finessin', finessin', finessin,' finessin', finessin', Woo
Finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', Woo
Finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', finessin', Woo

Bitch I'm Bless
Niggas really thought I'd let em breathe for a sec
Rell said it best
Make sure to always keep a foot on these pussy niggas necks
I put it on my set
Smoking Dope thinkin boutta check
Take a couple more tokes pass it to the left
After that there then I'm gettin to a check
Then I'm back smokin' dope like a nigga never left
I just might finesse a nigga
I just might finesse a nigga
I just been collecting figures
Hating cuz my pockets bigger
I'm just out here gettin richer
Baby I'm a heavy hitter
I don't air beef out on Twitter
You might wanna reconsider
Who dat boy he unfamiliar
Girl you should get with a winner
Flashy nigga
Fashion killa
Tell me why these niggas bitter
Cuz I'm gettin to it quicker
Bring heat like a f*ckin pitcher
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Writer: Darrell Rowlette, Gabriel Medina, Jaron Brooks
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