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finesse2tymes - back end lyrics

[intro]
finesse two of ’em
xo think he all that

[verse]
it’s cool when they do it (it’s cool, huh?), it’s a problem when i do it, f+ck ’em (f+ck ’em)
birds of a feather (what), they flock together, that make you a sucker (a sucker)
i don’t f+ck with n0body (none of ’em), if you ain’t mob ties, then it’s f+ck you (then f+ck you)
i don’t want none but some money (some money), but if they get with this sh+t, i’ma flush ’em (flush, i’ma get with it)
i’m in south carolina (what you doing?), i’m looking for rennings, she know i’m some pimpin’ though (yeah, she know that)
she gotta be thick as h+ll, big player, i can’t do nothin’ wit’ no skinny hoes (oh, nah)
hold that glock .47, that b+tch look likе a d.e, i hit it with both hands (two hands)
i sign my own check (i’m ceo), better stay in yo’ lanе, yo’ little bitty broke ass (you broke)
they hate that they left me (they hate it), they regret what they said (they see), but i don’t accept it (i don’t)
they claim that he ’bout it (huh?), the whole time it was somebody else’s (that’s crazy)
finesse bringing real back (the real), he be speaking his mind, that boy wit’ the sh+ts (he lit)
these rap n+ggas pitiful (i’m so sick of ’em), they be ready to k!ll you over a b+tch
hold up, i come around, n+ggas go put they ho up (go put they ho up)
they asking questions, b+tch, shut up and roll up (roll up)
she eat the d+ck ’till she throw up (ugh), he tried to diss me to blow up (boom)
i’m vvs to the floor up (ooh), pinkie ring look like a doughnut
i do this sh+t for them n+ggas who solid, and free all them real ones who in jai and that boat month
d+mn, they can’t do nothin’ wit’ ’em, beffin’ wit’ who? it ain’t none wit’ ’em (none)
i’m hearing the snitch sh+t (snitch sh+t), dump none but big sh+t, you can get slump wit’ ’em (slump wit’ ’em)
the draco is under me (yeah), that b+tch is in my lap knack, come and get ’em (lap knack)
you think i ain’t on point (you stupid), run up if you want, this b+tch through the window (bah, bah, bah)
they like, “ooh, he violent” (shh), they ain’t dropping nothin’, ooh, they silent (shh)
they making up rumors, don’t n0body believe ’em, that sh+t don’t surprise me (it don’t)
my side b+tch main homie (on god), she play her position, ain’t doing no snitchin’ (shh)
remember i was broke (remember), now they be like, “h+ll nah, look at ricky” (lil’ deebo)
don’t act like you know a n+gga all them years, i did you, didn’t wrote a n+gga
don’t be speaking on me if you owe a n+gga, i’ll catch him in traffic and ho the n+gga (ho the)
i put that on my grand mammy (i put that on my grand mammy)
i was gone, but i’m back at it (i’m back at it)
i ain’t cool, i just act happy (cool, i just act happy)
mini drac’, i can backpack it (b+tch, i can tote it)
they said they got a bounty on who? (on who?)
they said they got prices on who head? (on who head?)
thirty two shots in this glock .17, and b+tch, it’ll be thirty two dead (on me)
i hit that b+tch with my foot in her neck (foot in her neck)
sleepin’ on me, now a crook in your neck (crook in your neck)
30k for a twenty minute set
put some baguettes in the cartier specs
[chorus]
i’m back in (i’m back)
they didn’t f+ck wit’ me back then (they was sleeping)
now they hollering about, “tap in” (hollering about, “tap in”)
i pull up wit’ a mac .10 (pull up with a hrrllt)
if she give you some p+ssy and you tell the business, that mean you a rat then (n+gga, you’ll tell some)
i don’t want your bottles, i don’t want your weed, just give me back ends
i’m going back in (i’m going back in)

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