Sensei7 - FINANCE DEPT. Lyrics

The Raq, all the way to the Carolinas, get in tune, this bitch is bussin',
This bitch damn near like the New Atlanta
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Heard me up the street but this a Kia, this ain't no cat.
Had to even out my stacks, made them stand back-to-back
I f*ck with Bia Music, I feel like she can really rap
Cut down on consumption I felt like I was getting fat
My love always cut deep, so it felt like I was gettin' stabbed
Been Hangin' out with slimeballs, now I gotta go take a bath
Ain't got me in your top 5
Then Who the f*ck would you niggas have
This beat so f*ckin' hard, it's like I wrapped it in a cast
Ain't get no season 2 renewal I changed the whole cast
She got her head on straight, I think I love the hoe bad
I love you when you gave me all of you, no need to hold back
I think I work best in solitude, these niggas be distractions
Tell Dorothy pick that dog up cus we aint in Kansas
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
When it's rainin', it's pouring
Tell her she gotta work the blade till she scoring
Kept my life up off the gram, I'm a Mormon
I grew up around the pain and the torment
Now finances be my only department
I bet your rent is less than some of my garments
I spent so much on pointless shit, I could throw up
I'm havin' shit, but I still stash it in the apartments
I eat till All I see is bone, like a carcass
Shit done got serious I evolved from a artist
I f*cked round had to pull my chains out the mosh pit
She woke up, walk outside my
She woke up, walk outside my crib, like a hot mess
I slurped her pussy up, she thought I was usin' chopsticks
Why you laid up, boy, you ain't even got a pot of piss.
When I was broke, I woulda went and scooped a pile of shit
When I was broke, I couldn't sleep, I had a scratch to itch
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Love will, get ya killed it
It get ya stabbed right in ya back
Do you wanna ride in a backseat of a Cadillac
On fo nem they asses in that bitch, drinkin' Incredible Hulk.
I'm drinkin' Incredible Hulk with they ass, boy, we overlit, this bitch snoomin
I brought some escorts it was some escorts by the thing
Tryin' to just find people to get in there with
I brought all they ass back there to they ass
Fight break out in that bitch
I dip off with shorty and what's her name
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