finesse2tymes - thought it was over lyrics
[intro]
i hit the drank and it give me the shivers
these rappers throw shots and it give me the giggles
i’m on these percs and i’m stuck like a sticker
i k!lled her p+ssy, r.i.p., i’m a missile
ain’t ’bout the opp, i act like i don’t remember
but see him in traffic and shoot off the dribble (hrr)
i see the future, i feel like the wizrd
told megan pull up on me with kylie jenner
(x.o. think he all that)
[chorus]
this for you n+ggas and b+tches who thought it was over
i just landed in a rover (skrrt)
b+tch, you ain’t send a dimе when i was in jail (jail)
now you askin’ for a choker (b+tch)
you see them n+ggas, you crash, i’m talkin’ ’bout total
choppеr or not, got the motor (boom)
i’m in the back of the ‘bach and it feel like a sofa (sofa)
double c’s on the loafer
f+ckin’ on louis sheets (louis sheets)
i got out, got them folks hollerin’, “who is he?” (like who is he?)
now these rappers want link up, ain’t sh+t for free (ain’t sh+t for free)
do the verse, kick ’em out, yeah i keep it brief (keep it brief)
hit that b+tch, kick her out, she can’t go to sleep (go that way)
i’m finessin’ like rip double d (double d)
ot the whole city screamin’ out “fng” (fng)
if i ain’t got a strap, i feel incomplete (strap, i feel incomplete)
[verse 1]
i fixed her up just to break her (get down)
put that b+tch on the blade, i’m sharp as a razor (i’m sharp as a razor)
jumped out a new alligator (i’m fresh)
she fng, put vvs on her neighbor
don’t leave her round me i’ma take her (let me get that)
i’m a scumbag, sl!ck as activator
tryna beat her face up with no makeup (yeah)
if she don’t wanna go, i’ma make her (send her)
i hit the drank and it give me the shivers (give me the shivers)
these rappers throw shots and it give me the giggles (giggles)
i’m on these percs and i’m stuck like a sticker
i k!lled her p+ssy, r.i.p., i’m a missile (p, i’m a missile)
ain’t ’bout the opp, i act like i don’t remember (i don’t remember)
but see him in traffic and shoot off the dribble
i see the future, i feel like the wizrd (the wizrd)
told megan pull up on me with kylie jenner
memphis grizz’ fitted
thirty on the [?], hundred in my d+ckies, fifty in the glizzy
i’m from walker simmons, eastside of memphis
money triple digits, b.i.g., biggie
suicide mission, choppas in this bentley
k!llers in attendance
say i want him finished, they gon’ keep on spinnin’
what they gon’ do?
they gon’ keep on spinnin’
let’s go
[chorus]
this for you n+ggas and b+tches who thought it was over
i just landed in a rover (skrrt)
b+tch, you ain’t send a dime when i was in jail (jail)
now you askin’ for a choker (b+tch)
you see them n+ggas, you crash, i’m talkin’ ’bout total
chopper or not, got the motor (boom)
i’m in the back of the ‘bach and it feel like a sofa (sofa)
double c’s on the loafer
f+ckin’ on louis sheets (louis sheets)
i got out, got them folks hollerin’, “who is he?” (like who is he?)
now these rappers want link up, ain’t sh+t for free (ain’t sh+t for free)
do the verse, kick ’em out, yeah i keep it brief (keep it brief)
hit that b+tch, kick her out, she can’t go to sleep (go that way)
i’m finessin’ like rip double d (double d)
ot the whole city screamin’ out “fng” (fng)
if i ain’t got a strap, i feel incomplete (strap, i feel incomplete)
[verse 2]
gta mission, had to make a livin’
playin’ in my city, i ain’t got no limit
i ain’t got no heart, choppas in the yard
pounds in the bushes, send that sh+t to [?]
seven for a p, m in a week
five on my feet, a hundred on the stick
invisible switch, i won’t miss (won’t miss)
preliminary, got it dismissed (dismissed)
backend original (original)
yeah, he say he got money, that’s typical (that’s typical)
i pull up to the club, i’m skippin’ ’em
i don’t trick on no ho, but i’m tippin’ ’em (tippin’ ’em)
i ain’t cuffin’ you, b+tch, but i f+ck with you
i thought she was keeper, but bruh hit her (bruh hit her)
me and cut and lil drew that’s enough n+ggas
i might pop with hopout, don’t f+ck with ’em
bet my life on a ten or a four (on a ten or a four)
do the show and go get me some more (go and get me some more)
i at like five hundred k profit, joke’s up on the floor (that’s zaza)
yeah, we smokin’ fatality, finish him, scorpion (scorpion)
f+cked his b+tch and recorded it (get over here, b+tch)
f+ck i need with a cosign, that’s forgery, fifty for choruses (let me get that)
[chorus]
this for you n+ggas and b+tches who thought it was over
i just landed in a rover (skrrt)
b+tch, you ain’t send a dime when i was in jail (jail)
now you askin’ for a choker (b+tch)
you see them n+ggas, you crash, i’m talkin’ ’bout total
chopper or not, got the motor (boom)
i’m in the back of the ‘bach and it feel like a sofa (sofa)
double c’s on the loafer
f+ckin’ on louis sheets (louis sheets)
i got out, got them folks hollerin’, “who is he?” (like who is he?)
now these rappers want link up, ain’t sh+t for free (ain’t sh+t for free)
do the verse, kick ’em out, yeah i keep it brief (keep it brief)
hit that b+tch, kick her out, she can’t go to sleep (go that way)
i’m finessin’ like rip double d (double d)
ot the whole city screamin’ out “fng” (fng)
if i ain’t got a strap, i feel incomplete (strap, i feel incomplete)
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