Finatic - HAVANA! Lyrics

Rockstar, Rockstar (Rrahh)
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS? (Bow, On bro', I did!)
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten (Grrahh)
Im So Slimee
F*ck is a fonto leaf? I roll a Havana
Got a big bag like Santa
Shit up like i'm fresh out the slammer
Who wanna bang-out? I got the hammer
I'll peel a nigga shit back like Banana
I'll pill a nigga shit like a 'Nana
I'll cook a nigga shit like Salmon
Headshot, make his brain cells vanish
In the field, Wild-N-Out with a Cannon
Play with drums and them sticks like a band
In the field, throwin' bullets like Cam'
I'm-I'm-I'm Lil5ivee, you know I'm the Man
Steal my Swag? No, they never can
This shit like a jab, comin' from the hand
Uh, he ran up, got popped like a Xan'
He ran up, got popped like a Xan'
F*ck that, he got popped like a Perc'
Whatever these niggas do, I did it first
This my Swag, I don't gotta' rehearse
You worried 'bout bitches? Need to put in some work
She out here f*ckin', know that shit hurt
You trustin' that bitch and she let niggas gurk
I'm really him, I know i'm worth
F*ck-F*ck yo' life, you know what i'm on
This shit chop trees, breakin' thru bones
Good luck, better hope we don't catch him alone
Lil bitch easy, you get her alone? You gurk
Yea, she a bird, but, I hit it first
Better not be out when 5iveten lurk
Uh (Uh)
Cuz', i'll put you in the dirt
I Tote this shit in the Bag, Purse
I walkdown with a Mask, Purge
F*ck is a office? I put in work
(F*ck is a office? I put in work)
Bluetips in the clip, shit look like a Smurf
Think shit a joke? I shoot off ya smurk
Think shit a game? You can't press circle
Tryna back out of the beef? You a Turkey (Uh)
F*ck is a fonto leaf? I roll a Havana
Got a big bag like Santa
Shit up like i'm fresh out the slammer
I'll peel a nigga shit back like Banana
Who wanna bang-out? I got the hammer
I'll pill a nigga shit like a 'Nana
I'll cook a nigga shit like Salmon
Uh-uh
Hop on the beat, i'ma eat like a sandwich
I'm the Last nigga you wanna be playin' with
Cuz', you'll be the First nigga I damage
Put the Piece to ya shit, BackGammon
Faceshot, now, he can't be examined
Play with his life, he gon' die tryna Gamble
X' out a opp nigga, he gettin' canceled
She like Hood niggas, she let me get in them buns, cuz' I got a glizzy
I don't take thirty, it hold fifty
It's time to hit? i'm gettin' busy
She want attention? Lil bitch a pick me
Any Activity, i'm gettin' Physi'
Jump out the car, he got smoked like a mizzy
F*ck it, i'm with it, even though, it's risky (Un-uh)
I'ma just start like this, you try to run?
You trip? You done
Hover over that boy like the sun
I'll make you look up to me, you my son
How the f*ck you gon' bang, no gun?
Why you think you gon' bang that drum?
Like a Spam, he ain't gon' let it dump
He think he Him, lil nigga a bum
F*ck is a fonto leaf? I roll a Havana
Got a big bag like Santa
Shit up like i'm fresh out the slammer
Who wanna bang-out? I got the hammer
I'll peel a nigga shit back like Banana
I'll pill a nigga shit like a 'Nana
I'll cook a nigga shit like Salmon (Un-uh)
(F*ck is a fonto leaf? I roll a Havana)
(Got a big bag like Santa)
(Shit up like i'm fresh out the slammer)
(I'll peel a nigga shit back like Banana)
(Who wanna bang-out? I got the hammer)
(I'll pill a nigga shit like a 'Nana)
(I'll cook a nigga shit like Salmon)
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS?