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cali kev - bands & finesse lyrics

[intro]
[uber driver:] look at all these guys, you know. all these rappers?
[cali kevin:] so you think this is like, this is really a gift?
[uber driver:] oh of course! anything you do artistic.. kevin, it’s a gift. you cannot buy that. you cannot earn that at school. it is definitely a gift from someone.. haha

[chorus]
b-tch i got money.. ain’t nothing new
i got the flight pack 11’s, patent leather, h-lla blue
im with my crew.. finesse my troops
got it, i’ll shoot, you’ll make the news
but i just cashed out on a coupe
get bands & finesse, i just get bands & finesse (x3)
i do not perform at events, i just qb wrist just to pay my moms rent

[verse 1]
i be gettin bands, im talkin big faces
you be gettin banded, like you can’t go to these places
dmnd cali kevin, mask on like im jason (chavito!)
freddy,chucky, plus leatherface
b-tch im a monster like 10/28
7:45, b-tch i be there by 8
745 got the whip it looks great
745 n-ggas gon hate, but im gettin bands i dont care what they say
qb wrist for the bucks, im shaun king
catching packs like joe jurevicius
trap phone, just in case cops get suspicious
then i get ghost and switch up the location
got the black uber pull up i feel famous
bodyguard for situations
blew his brains all over his shoes, now he can see what thinking
b-tch i be young cali kevin, rapping different, dressing different, b-tch im all different
me & you theres a big difference
you nike swingman and im authentic
you cuffing like officer barbrady
never ever rock maison margiela
fresh to death like someone murdered me, mix my sauce wit my lean, now my lean burgundy
supreme closet worth like 30g’s
shipments like 30 keys
get pigeons like sporty thieves
lifes getting rough, i sell more than weed

[chorus x2]

i do so much good in the world but they think im the bad guy
pack coming in like greenbay during halftime
after i wrist it, then i pitch it like a fast ball
i might finesse the plug like kevin nash & hall
im beating the pot like it dont wanna brawl
stay wit 2 cups like i don’t wear a bra
spud webb in my cup, red & yellow, like the 88 hawks
they say im the god of the aux
human jukebox man i got it just watch
got a white b-tch taking dabs on the couch
louie v belt with the louie v pouch
im over the top just like big show whenever he step in the ring
my air jordan 12’s black & white, like the 97 sting
bling bling, cash money. remember days i ain’t have money
air jordan taxi 12’s oh well, sh-t thats just cab money
a perect role model to me
my verse could remodel these beats
alot of yall verses is weak
don’t need the lean, that sh-t put me to sleep
im f-ckin a bih
really f-ckin a bih, like i ain’t f-cked in a bit
f-ckin her sisters and f-ckin her friends
tia, tamera, real sisters they twins

[chorus]

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