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26ar – finish lyrics

[intro: 26ar]
chase the money, chase the money
the f+ck goin’ on
aye, ar

[chorus: 26ar]
so much money, they thinkin’ i print it (they thinkin’ i print it)
b+tch is you suckin’ my d+ck? better finish (keep suckin’ my d+ck)
they talkin’ that sh+t, but i live it (i live it)
pull up, i’m bangin’ on n+ggas like simmons (i’m bangin’ on n+ggas)
if i love you, i still won’t trust you (at all)
cuff you? what? that’s not what it’s givin’ (that’s not what it’s givin’)
if i’m on you, you know what i’m up to (you know what i’m up to)
who you gon’ run to? they’ll get plucked too (rrah)
[verse 1: 26ar]
if i catch you in traffic, i hawk
hope i don’t get caught, ’cause i drip when i walk (drip drip drip)
ar nine+nine overall (ar)
b+tch, let’s play ball, that’s really my sport (let’s play ball)
they see me, they see sparks (rrah)
can’t tell you last time that i fall (i don’t know)
all of this drip that i bought
now a n+gga closet feel like a store (drip drip drip)
she forcin’ it, she tryna keet it (keet my vibe)
b+tch i don’t wanna vibe, just eat it (eat eat eat)
you don’t wanna eat, then beat it (beat it)
she ain’t my type, so i won’t even seed it (at all)
they say that i’m c+cky, conceded (ar)
if you ain’t never bucked then shut up, be seated (be quiet)
i seen some sh+t in my life, you would be hype, boy you wouldn’t believe it
chain cost a hunnid, shut it, i pull up shoot, make you chris brown runnin’ (they runnin’)
n+ggas be hype ’bout nothin’
ain’t nothin’ new, b+tch i already done it (ar)
she pulled up on me, aye f+ck it (treesh)
i was too tired, i just made her suck it (treesha)
when we spinnin’, don’t act like you punchin’ (huh?)
if you know then you know ’bout the last boy bluffin’ (breezo)

[chorus: 26ar]
so much money, they thinkin’ i print it (they thinkin’ i print it)
b+tch is you suckin’ my d+ck? better finish (keep suckin’ my d+ck)
they talkin’ that sh+t, but i live it (i live it)
pull up, i’m bangin’ on n+ggas like simmons (i’m bangin’ on n+ggas)
if i love you, i still won’t trust you (at all)
cuff you? what? that’s not what it’s givin’ (that’s not what it’s givin’)
if i’m on you, you know what i’m up to (you know what i’m up to)
who you gon’ run to? they’ll get plucked too (rrah)
[verse 2: 26ar]
cartier frames cost a dubski
want king drench? do the bros, plus me (drench drench)
now that i’m hot, they spinnin’ the block, doublin’ back tryna f+ck me (get outta here)
when i was broke, they ain’t want me
four+o double action, b+tch you don’t want beef (boom boom)
she want p+wiz and she want keets (what?)
i just wanna vibe, i don’t want treesh (treesha)
i got money printin’, i can’t sleep (breesha)
if you my b+tch, then you can’t cheat (at all)
ain’t need a b+tch who can’t sneak (no kizzy)
they hit bro, then we can’t sleep
i pull up flockin’, drench ’em, give you my all, ain’t tryna be d+mn cheap
b+tch i’m on court tryna bench ’em, drench ’em drench ’em
drench drench drench

[chorus: 26ar]
so much money, they thinkin’ i print it (they thinkin’ i print it)
b+tch is you suckin’ my d+ck? better finish (keep suckin’ my d+ck)
they talkin’ that sh+t, but i live it (i live it)
pull up, i’m bangin’ on n+ggas like simmons (i’m bangin’ on n+ggas)
if i love you, i still won’t trust you (at all)
cuff you? what? that’s not what it’s givin’ (that’s not what it’s givin’)
if i’m on you, you know what i’m up to (you know what i’m up to)
who you gon’ run to? they’ll get plucked too (rrah)
[verse 3: pgf nuk]
uh, whole gang up, we winnin’ (we winnin’)
runnin’ to the money, it ain’t no chillin’, uh (ain’t no chillin’)
keep me a mask like a villain (a villain)
i know they outside, i just got a feelin’, uh (just got a feelin’)
now i can’t be still (can’t be still)
they on the move tryna give me a k!ll, aye (gimme a k!ll)
i’ll pop a n+gga like a pill, aye (like a pill)
i’d pop a n+gga, i will, aye (i will)
n+ggas gon’ die ’bout gang
got a lot of money and i still ain’t change, aye (still ain’t change)
n+ggas ain’t got no aim
send a hunnid shots, ain’t hittin’ not a thing, aye (not a thing)
a n+gga ain’t usin’ his brain
find this neek, i’ma make him a gang, aye
find out where the n+gga hang
drop that money, i’ma give his ass change

- 26ar lyrics

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