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Finatic - #S.O.B! (feat. Lil5iveten) Lyrics



Finatic - #S.O.B! (feat. Lil5iveten) Lyrics
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[ Featuring Lil Raw ]

(Lemme' hit that 'Tron)
Grrah, Grrah
Grr-rrahh (Stand on bizz', shit hurtin' my boots)
Rrahh (Stand on bizz', shit hurtin' my boots)
Bow, I'm So Slimee (Stand on bizz', shit hurtin' my boots)
Grrahh
No COD, I'm totin' a Tommy
I'an playin' No Games like Serani
I got some shit that'll blow up his bonnet
I'll make a lil nigga sprint like Sonic
Let shit blast, put him in the sky like rocket
He wanna get outta' pocket?
I'll leave his brains on the ground, shit lookin' like vomit
Gun on the Hip, bet it Rock him
I got a glock, this shit like a Nike sign
Hop out, you know, we testin' lives
I'm tryn' spin with a Glock, no Ruger
BA from the Bet, he screamin' "the Hooda
No, I ain't Brim, but, you know, I Adoyaa
Faceshot, f*ck up his whole identity
I got a shhh, for all of my enemies
Lil thot bitch, she wan' be a friend of me
But, no, I ain't no rookie
Pop out, blow down, got me feelin' like Boogie
Walkdown in my Timbs, got me feelin' like Boogie
Slide thru, Swervin', I got a Glock in the Hoodie
Lil bad bitch tryn' gimme' them goodies, like
She want me to Milk that Cookie
She want a ride? I'm scoopin' the bitch like puddin'
She Just Wanna Rock like Lil Uzi Vert
Nine to five, make the bitch go to work
Got the bad bitch, I make it twerk
One finger, bet I make it squirt
I'm 'bout to cut shit short, no skirt
He on a shirt like merch
His ass deep, in the dirt
My niggas wild, put shit in a hearse
In that bitch buns, she screamin' it hurts
I'm tryn' spin with a big ass glock, run down, reload, got me drummin' like that
5iveten pop door, man, pass me my gat
LS got bagged, it's still "FreeHat
No cap, we ain't gon' get into that, but, you know what we do
Dodgeball, I'ma start throwin' at you
Caught a shot to the stomach, that shit made him puke
Got a Glock .22, shit shoot like pew-pew-pew
I'll leave a lil nigga stink, pee-yew
Pop out the cut, no peak-a-boo
Like, nigga? I see you
Wait, hol' up, this my cue
Glock got a kick, you better shoo
He tried to run, he ran out his shoe
Scope on the gun, I could see from the view
Niggas be dissin, like who is you?
F*ck? Nigga, what did you do?
He do vids, but, I really shoot
Stand on bizz', shit hurtin' my boots
I was outside, I was chasin that bag, you was in the class, you was playin' Kahoot
I play ball, you know I could hoop
I play ball, I pull up, and shoot, bitch
(Bitch, Grrahh)
(You was playin' Kahoot, the f*ck?)
(Hop out the car, I'ma shoot)
(Damnn, leave him mute)
(Like, like)
(F*ck all the opps, lil bitch)
(Damnn, yo' where that wood at yo'?)
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(Lemme' hit that 'Tron)
Grrah, Grrah
Grr-rrahh (Stand on bizz', shit hurtin' my boots)
Rrahh (Stand on bizz', shit hurtin' my boots)
Bow, I'm So Slimee (Stand on bizz', shit hurtin' my boots)
Grrahh
No COD, I'm totin' a Tommy
I'an playin' No Games like Serani
I got some shit that'll blow up his bonnet
I'll make a lil nigga sprint like Sonic
Let shit blast, put him in the sky like rocket
He wanna get outta' pocket?
I'll leave his brains on the ground, shit lookin' like vomit
Gun on the Hip, bet it Rock him
I got a glock, this shit like a Nike sign
Hop out, you know, we testin' lives
I'm tryn' spin with a Glock, no Ruger
BA from the Bet, he screamin' "the Hooda
No, I ain't Brim, but, you know, I Adoyaa
Faceshot, f*ck up his whole identity
I got a shhh, for all of my enemies
Lil thot bitch, she wan' be a friend of me
But, no, I ain't no rookie
Pop out, blow down, got me feelin' like Boogie
Walkdown in my Timbs, got me feelin' like Boogie
Slide thru, Swervin', I got a Glock in the Hoodie
Lil bad bitch tryn' gimme' them goodies, like
She want me to Milk that Cookie
She want a ride? I'm scoopin' the bitch like puddin'
She Just Wanna Rock like Lil Uzi Vert
Nine to five, make the bitch go to work
Got the bad bitch, I make it twerk
One finger, bet I make it squirt
I'm 'bout to cut shit short, no skirt
He on a shirt like merch
His ass deep, in the dirt
My niggas wild, put shit in a hearse
In that bitch buns, she screamin' it hurts
I'm tryn' spin with a big ass glock, run down, reload, got me drummin' like that
5iveten pop door, man, pass me my gat
LS got bagged, it's still "FreeHat
No cap, we ain't gon' get into that, but, you know what we do
Dodgeball, I'ma start throwin' at you
Caught a shot to the stomach, that shit made him puke
Got a Glock .22, shit shoot like pew-pew-pew
I'll leave a lil nigga stink, pee-yew
Pop out the cut, no peak-a-boo
Like, nigga? I see you
Wait, hol' up, this my cue
Glock got a kick, you better shoo
He tried to run, he ran out his shoe
Scope on the gun, I could see from the view
Niggas be dissin, like who is you?
F*ck? Nigga, what did you do?
He do vids, but, I really shoot
Stand on bizz', shit hurtin' my boots
I was outside, I was chasin that bag, you was in the class, you was playin' Kahoot
I play ball, you know I could hoop
I play ball, I pull up, and shoot, bitch
(Bitch, Grrahh)
(You was playin' Kahoot, the f*ck?)
(Hop out the car, I'ma shoot)
(Damnn, leave him mute)
(Like, like)
(F*ck all the opps, lil bitch)
(Damnn, yo' where that wood at yo'?)
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Writer: Abdullah Bey, Jeremiah Kamara
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Finatic
Featuring: Lil Raw
Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: Abdullah Bey, Jeremiah Kamara

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