You know when I get a girl in my room I swear to god that she gon be in her feelings
Suka Suka finna grab the mic and err body gonna wanna know what the deal is
I promise that Beast finna blow off the roof, It really feel like I'm bustin the ceilin
Ate them pussy niggas like bananas cuz we had those motherf*ckers dippin and peelin
They don't want the smoke go get your mans
Me Evan Kodie and Justin and Cam
They had bout 12 we don't give a damn
Politicin' then we throwing dem hands I guess it depends
Bitches see me and they know I ain't f*ckin unless they a 10
Maybe a 8 if u tryna be friends
Bet you billy wish we fought on the sand
That nigga got slammed
That nigga got slammed on his head
We stick to the motto we smokin gelato why y'all niggas coppin the reg
We live by the mafia nigga I swear its the code quick shout out to Fred
I know my nigga knowin how to get low we both know he duckin the feds
I'm the master of finesse b
I know I got niggas up against me
But I got protection I got homies up in the ville and niggas on 10th st
Go out every Sunday and shout for the Bills on Saturday I'm prolly smokin beats
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
I'm the master of finesse b
I know I got niggas up against me
But I got protection I got homies up in the ville and niggas on 10th st
Go out every Sunday and shout for the Bills on Saturday I'm prolly smokin beats
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
Hop on the beat and I'm boutta freak
Everybody know that Suka boutta eat
I had a old homie actin weird he really thought he finessin me
I don't even think about it G that little nigga doesn't even want the beef
I just cut that nigga off and leave imma leave him floatin in the streets
It's all about hangin and flippin we over here and we pocketin bitches
We lookin big they askin if the water that we drinkin is different
And if u go and start to talkin trash I ain't gonna be up in ur mentions
I'll invite your chica over to the crib and then she gon get in position
She get up on top and I love it
I'll take yo bitch out in public
It feel like I'm skatin when I'm rappin take the beat and I pop it and shove it
HIMG we lit at the function
We them niggas that came outta the dungeon
We gon take over the world we aint dodgin anything but that f*ck shit
I'm the master of finesse b
I know I got niggas up against me
But I got protection I got homies up in the ville and niggas on 10th st
Go out every Sunday and shout for the Bills on Saturday I'm prolly smokin beats
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
I'm the master of finesse b
I know I got niggas up against me
But I got protection I got homies up in the ville and niggas on 10th st
Go out every Sunday and shout for the Bills on Saturday I'm prolly smokin beats
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
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You know when I get a girl in my room I swear to god that she gon be in her feelings
Suka Suka finna grab the mic and err body gonna wanna know what the deal is
I promise that Beast finna blow off the roof, It really feel like I'm bustin the ceilin
Ate them pussy niggas like bananas cuz we had those motherf*ckers dippin and peelin
They don't want the smoke go get your mans
Me Evan Kodie and Justin and Cam
They had bout 12 we don't give a damn
Politicin' then we throwing dem hands I guess it depends
Bitches see me and they know I ain't f*ckin unless they a 10
Maybe a 8 if u tryna be friends
Bet you billy wish we fought on the sand
That nigga got slammed
That nigga got slammed on his head
We stick to the motto we smokin gelato why y'all niggas coppin the reg
We live by the mafia nigga I swear its the code quick shout out to Fred
I know my nigga knowin how to get low we both know he duckin the feds
I'm the master of finesse b
I know I got niggas up against me
But I got protection I got homies up in the ville and niggas on 10th st
Go out every Sunday and shout for the Bills on Saturday I'm prolly smokin beats
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
I'm the master of finesse b
I know I got niggas up against me
But I got protection I got homies up in the ville and niggas on 10th st
Go out every Sunday and shout for the Bills on Saturday I'm prolly smokin beats
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
Hop on the beat and I'm boutta freak
Everybody know that Suka boutta eat
I had a old homie actin weird he really thought he finessin me
I don't even think about it G that little nigga doesn't even want the beef
I just cut that nigga off and leave imma leave him floatin in the streets
It's all about hangin and flippin we over here and we pocketin bitches
We lookin big they askin if the water that we drinkin is different
And if u go and start to talkin trash I ain't gonna be up in ur mentions
I'll invite your chica over to the crib and then she gon get in position
She get up on top and I love it
I'll take yo bitch out in public
It feel like I'm skatin when I'm rappin take the beat and I pop it and shove it
HIMG we lit at the function
We them niggas that came outta the dungeon
We gon take over the world we aint dodgin anything but that f*ck shit
I'm the master of finesse b
I know I got niggas up against me
But I got protection I got homies up in the ville and niggas on 10th st
Go out every Sunday and shout for the Bills on Saturday I'm prolly smokin beats
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
I'm the master of finesse b
I know I got niggas up against me
But I got protection I got homies up in the ville and niggas on 10th st
Go out every Sunday and shout for the Bills on Saturday I'm prolly smokin beats
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
Suka Suka finna grab the mic and err body gonna wanna know what the deal is
I promise that Beast finna blow off the roof, It really feel like I'm bustin the ceilin
Ate them pussy niggas like bananas cuz we had those motherf*ckers dippin and peelin
They don't want the smoke go get your mans
Me Evan Kodie and Justin and Cam
They had bout 12 we don't give a damn
Politicin' then we throwing dem hands I guess it depends
Bitches see me and they know I ain't f*ckin unless they a 10
Maybe a 8 if u tryna be friends
Bet you billy wish we fought on the sand
That nigga got slammed
That nigga got slammed on his head
We stick to the motto we smokin gelato why y'all niggas coppin the reg
We live by the mafia nigga I swear its the code quick shout out to Fred
I know my nigga knowin how to get low we both know he duckin the feds
I'm the master of finesse b
I know I got niggas up against me
But I got protection I got homies up in the ville and niggas on 10th st
Go out every Sunday and shout for the Bills on Saturday I'm prolly smokin beats
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
I'm the master of finesse b
I know I got niggas up against me
But I got protection I got homies up in the ville and niggas on 10th st
Go out every Sunday and shout for the Bills on Saturday I'm prolly smokin beats
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
Hop on the beat and I'm boutta freak
Everybody know that Suka boutta eat
I had a old homie actin weird he really thought he finessin me
I don't even think about it G that little nigga doesn't even want the beef
I just cut that nigga off and leave imma leave him floatin in the streets
It's all about hangin and flippin we over here and we pocketin bitches
We lookin big they askin if the water that we drinkin is different
And if u go and start to talkin trash I ain't gonna be up in ur mentions
I'll invite your chica over to the crib and then she gon get in position
She get up on top and I love it
I'll take yo bitch out in public
It feel like I'm skatin when I'm rappin take the beat and I pop it and shove it
HIMG we lit at the function
We them niggas that came outta the dungeon
We gon take over the world we aint dodgin anything but that f*ck shit
I'm the master of finesse b
I know I got niggas up against me
But I got protection I got homies up in the ville and niggas on 10th st
Go out every Sunday and shout for the Bills on Saturday I'm prolly smokin beats
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
I'm the master of finesse b
I know I got niggas up against me
But I got protection I got homies up in the ville and niggas on 10th st
Go out every Sunday and shout for the Bills on Saturday I'm prolly smokin beats
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
Hop on the beat and I'm goin beast
Writer: Laith Alsous
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