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Solo Vic - Finer Things (feat. 350Heem & Willie Waters) Lyrics



Solo Vic - Finer Things (feat. 350Heem & Willie Waters) Lyrics
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Hehe
Smokin' on this pack man
From Broward to Polk County
It's Lit
Ha
Aye Waters what we doin'?
Ha, Uh
Don't f*ck with Dior
She went back to Gucci (Gucci)
She makin' me moan like YFN Lucci (Lucci)
A nigga with money that's covered in Louie
My bitch is religious she keepin' it truey
I'm smokin' on gas
They call it King Louie (Louie)
Some niggas tote tecs (Doo Doo)
My niggas tote Uzis
I hit for a hundred, I'm feeling like Uzi
This shit is a movie
Run up on me nigga
I'm finna take your life (I'm finna take your life)
Remember eating Ramen noodles now I eat steak and rice (Now I eat steak and rice)
Benihanas cook your ass up for the right price
Pull up on you with some real goons that are not nice (Not nice)
She call me Chucky cuz I'm gettin' cheese
Don't wanna f*ck you just get on your knees
Got caught with my ratchet so I took a plea
Bring me my dough I got places to be
People to see
These niggas be creep
My pockets obese
It's easy to see
I'm with my dawgs and they off the leash
I gotta ball like Miami Heat
But back to this cake
Go get you some money you late
I wanna see stars in the wraith
It might be today
We never went on no dates but I just be f*ckin' her face
And I'm out of state
I'm in the trap where I stay
Come get you a P if your paid
I'm runnin' through hunnids you cannot relate
Used to be broke I done picked up the pace
Don't f*ck with Dior
She went back to Gucci (Gucci)
She makin' me moan like YFN Lucci (Lucci)
A nigga with money that's covered in Louie
My bitch is religious she keepin' it truey
I'm smokin' on gas
They call it King Louie (Louie)
Some niggas tote tecs (Doo Doo)
My niggas tote Uzis
I hit for a hundred, I'm feeling like Uzi
This shit is a movie
Run up on me nigga
I'm finna take your life (Woah woah woah)
Remember eating ramen noodles now I eat steak and rice (Woah woah woah)
Benihanas cook your ass up for the right price (Karate chop)
Pull up on you with some real goons that are not nice (Willie Waters)
I remember when I was sleepin' on the floor and a nigga ain't have no mattress
Had to run a couple plays and a nigga got straight
Had to make the money do a couple backflips
Tell 'em catch me if you can
Cuz I'm running up bands
Nigga I ain't even payin' no taxes
Got 10 freaky girls in the middle of the room and they all gonna shake they asses
Crib clean with a maid
We in the A
Borded the jet now we in LA
Now I hit my dawgs, said I'm on the way
Got niggas in Broward, in Dade
I hit a blunt
I'm outer space
You owe me money?
I need it today
She throwin' the pussy like "What do it take"?
Yeah we can f*ck but you cannot be bae
Don't f*ck with Dior
She went back to Gucci (Gucci)
She makin' me moan like YFN Lucci (Lucci)
A nigga with money that's covered in Louie
My bitch is religious she keepin' it truey
I'm smokin' on gas
They call it King Louie (Louie)
Some niggas tote tecs (Doo Doo)
My niggas tote Uzis
I hit for a hundred, I'm feeling like Uzi
This shit is a movie
Run up on me nigga
I'm finna take your life (I'm finna take your life)
Remember eating ramen noodles now I eat steak and rice (Now I eat steak and rice)
Benihanas cook your ass up for the right price
Pull up on you with some real goons that are not nice (Ha, Uh)
My bitch is bad, she been feelin' so bougie
I bought her Dior but she went back to Gucci
Call up my squad then we makin' a movie
We shoot at the opps like this shit Call of Duty
From the 90's but I'm feelin' so groovy
Strapped up, bitch I ride with my tooly
My shooters brazy they actin' so foolie
Wet your ass up if you wearin' that jewly
Niggas ain't slime
Heard you be droppin' them dimes
Snitchin' for lil bit of time
Why you committin' them crimes?
Why you stood out in that line?
Caught a case then you was cryin' (Lil bitch)
I don't serve nickels nor dimes
Why these hoes waistin' my time? (Why)
Knowin' they ain't tryna grind
South Florida baby gon' shine
Runnin' my city its mine
Don't f*ck with Dior
She went back to Gucci (Gucci)
She makin' me moan like YFN Lucci (Lucci)
A nigga with money that's covered in Louie
My bitch is religious she keepin' it truey
I'm smokin' on gas
They call it King Louie (Louie)
Some niggas tote tecs (Doo Doo)
My niggas tote Uzis
I hit for a hundred, I'm feeling like Uzi
This shit is a movie
Run up on me nigga
I'm finna take your life (I'm finna take your life)
Remember eating ramen noodles now I eat steak and rice (Now I eat steak and rice)
Benihanas cook your ass up for the right price
Pull up on you with some real goons that are not nice
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Hehe
Smokin' on this pack man
From Broward to Polk County
It's Lit
Ha
Aye Waters what we doin'?
Ha, Uh
Don't f*ck with Dior
She went back to Gucci (Gucci)
She makin' me moan like YFN Lucci (Lucci)
A nigga with money that's covered in Louie
My bitch is religious she keepin' it truey
I'm smokin' on gas
They call it King Louie (Louie)
Some niggas tote tecs (Doo Doo)
My niggas tote Uzis
I hit for a hundred, I'm feeling like Uzi
This shit is a movie
Run up on me nigga
I'm finna take your life (I'm finna take your life)
Remember eating Ramen noodles now I eat steak and rice (Now I eat steak and rice)
Benihanas cook your ass up for the right price
Pull up on you with some real goons that are not nice (Not nice)
She call me Chucky cuz I'm gettin' cheese
Don't wanna f*ck you just get on your knees
Got caught with my ratchet so I took a plea
Bring me my dough I got places to be
People to see
These niggas be creep
My pockets obese
It's easy to see
I'm with my dawgs and they off the leash
I gotta ball like Miami Heat
But back to this cake
Go get you some money you late
I wanna see stars in the wraith
It might be today
We never went on no dates but I just be f*ckin' her face
And I'm out of state
I'm in the trap where I stay
Come get you a P if your paid
I'm runnin' through hunnids you cannot relate
Used to be broke I done picked up the pace
Don't f*ck with Dior
She went back to Gucci (Gucci)
She makin' me moan like YFN Lucci (Lucci)
A nigga with money that's covered in Louie
My bitch is religious she keepin' it truey
I'm smokin' on gas
They call it King Louie (Louie)
Some niggas tote tecs (Doo Doo)
My niggas tote Uzis
I hit for a hundred, I'm feeling like Uzi
This shit is a movie
Run up on me nigga
I'm finna take your life (Woah woah woah)
Remember eating ramen noodles now I eat steak and rice (Woah woah woah)
Benihanas cook your ass up for the right price (Karate chop)
Pull up on you with some real goons that are not nice (Willie Waters)
I remember when I was sleepin' on the floor and a nigga ain't have no mattress
Had to run a couple plays and a nigga got straight
Had to make the money do a couple backflips
Tell 'em catch me if you can
Cuz I'm running up bands
Nigga I ain't even payin' no taxes
Got 10 freaky girls in the middle of the room and they all gonna shake they asses
Crib clean with a maid
We in the A
Borded the jet now we in LA
Now I hit my dawgs, said I'm on the way
Got niggas in Broward, in Dade
I hit a blunt
I'm outer space
You owe me money?
I need it today
She throwin' the pussy like "What do it take"?
Yeah we can f*ck but you cannot be bae
Don't f*ck with Dior
She went back to Gucci (Gucci)
She makin' me moan like YFN Lucci (Lucci)
A nigga with money that's covered in Louie
My bitch is religious she keepin' it truey
I'm smokin' on gas
They call it King Louie (Louie)
Some niggas tote tecs (Doo Doo)
My niggas tote Uzis
I hit for a hundred, I'm feeling like Uzi
This shit is a movie
Run up on me nigga
I'm finna take your life (I'm finna take your life)
Remember eating ramen noodles now I eat steak and rice (Now I eat steak and rice)
Benihanas cook your ass up for the right price
Pull up on you with some real goons that are not nice (Ha, Uh)
My bitch is bad, she been feelin' so bougie
I bought her Dior but she went back to Gucci
Call up my squad then we makin' a movie
We shoot at the opps like this shit Call of Duty
From the 90's but I'm feelin' so groovy
Strapped up, bitch I ride with my tooly
My shooters brazy they actin' so foolie
Wet your ass up if you wearin' that jewly
Niggas ain't slime
Heard you be droppin' them dimes
Snitchin' for lil bit of time
Why you committin' them crimes?
Why you stood out in that line?
Caught a case then you was cryin' (Lil bitch)
I don't serve nickels nor dimes
Why these hoes waistin' my time? (Why)
Knowin' they ain't tryna grind
South Florida baby gon' shine
Runnin' my city its mine
Don't f*ck with Dior
She went back to Gucci (Gucci)
She makin' me moan like YFN Lucci (Lucci)
A nigga with money that's covered in Louie
My bitch is religious she keepin' it truey
I'm smokin' on gas
They call it King Louie (Louie)
Some niggas tote tecs (Doo Doo)
My niggas tote Uzis
I hit for a hundred, I'm feeling like Uzi
This shit is a movie
Run up on me nigga
I'm finna take your life (I'm finna take your life)
Remember eating ramen noodles now I eat steak and rice (Now I eat steak and rice)
Benihanas cook your ass up for the right price
Pull up on you with some real goons that are not nice
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: OSWARD VICTOR LUGARDO, RAHEEM BACON, WILLMORE JEROME STUART
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

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