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Finesse - We Active (feat. Benji Gang Kay) Lyrics
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Benji Gang
Innovataz
I put the F in Finesse ima fly motherf*cker it ain't shit you could tell me
Plus I talk like I walk and I move like the president shooters they itchin to nail shit
Ain't no peace makin we gone get active
Disrespect over here it get tragic
Caution tape it's a scene get em knocked off
Hole in one in his head ain't no top golf
I'm makin moves for this paper no time for a hater I'm who they be talkin bout
Had to start from the bottom I started wit nothin but now I get money in large amount
If my dog in the jam know he solid
Met the plug when I dropped out of college
If I stayed then I might been a scholar
In the trap yeah I'm tryna get a dollar
At the spot I got two bitches jumpin me
Tryna duck all the cameras stay off the scene
I stack that money as tall as me
Louie bag yeah it's full of green
All of this money but never no pressure
Fell on my ass yeah I got it together
I'm in a wraith and it come with umbrellas
I see them niggas they mad and they jealous
I get to the bag I start spendin cash these niggas they know I spend large amounts
And these niggas know what I'm about I hop in a foreign I'm dashin out
Amiri jeans with the Louie V designer drip yeah they know I'm wit it
Knock off your cap new era fitted all of my niggas get to the chicken
I'm stackin this paper i ball like a laker I'm sippin on henny wit no chaser
I like my bitch wit no make-up
I pay all my shooters wit no pick up
Solid nigga never told
Never switch on my bro's
Always stay 10 toes down I'm calling y'all brandy y'all wanna be down I'm ridin wit wolves just call me Carl Towns
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Designer
Benji Gang
Innovataz
I put the F in Finesse ima fly motherf*cker it ain't shit you could tell me
Plus I talk like I walk and I move like the president shooters they itchin to nail shit
Ain't no peace makin we gone get active
Disrespect over here it get tragic
Caution tape it's a scene get em knocked off
Hole in one in his head ain't no top golf
I'm makin moves for this paper no time for a hater I'm who they be talkin bout
Had to start from the bottom I started wit nothin but now I get money in large amount
If my dog in the jam know he solid
Met the plug when I dropped out of college
If I stayed then I might been a scholar
In the trap yeah I'm tryna get a dollar
At the spot I got two bitches jumpin me
Tryna duck all the cameras stay off the scene
I stack that money as tall as me
Louie bag yeah it's full of green
All of this money but never no pressure
Fell on my ass yeah I got it together
I'm in a wraith and it come with umbrellas
I see them niggas they mad and they jealous
I get to the bag I start spendin cash these niggas they know I spend large amounts
And these niggas know what I'm about I hop in a foreign I'm dashin out
Amiri jeans with the Louie V designer drip yeah they know I'm wit it
Knock off your cap new era fitted all of my niggas get to the chicken
I'm stackin this paper i ball like a laker I'm sippin on henny wit no chaser
I like my bitch wit no make-up
I pay all my shooters wit no pick up
Solid nigga never told
Never switch on my bro's
Always stay 10 toes down I'm calling y'all brandy y'all wanna be down I'm ridin wit wolves just call me Carl Towns
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Writer: Darryl McKnight, Kason Freeman
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