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good finesse - a hole lyrics

[intro: good finesse]
(fbeat go crazy)
(fbeat producing all the heat)
wake up, ayy
ayy, wake up

[chorus: good finesse]
wake up, start my day, countin’ the bankroll
nice guy, i’m hard on a b+tch, call me an a+hole
all gas f+ck is a break, i’m tryna take sh+t
four slaps when we in traffic, ridin’ the sp+ceship
wake up, start my day, countin’ the bankroll
nice guy, i’m hard on a b+tch, call me an a+hole
all gas f+ck is a break, i’m tryna take sh+t
four slaps when we in traffic, ridin’ the sp+ceship

[verse 1: c5 tha reaper]
coupe match the b+tch (yeah), whole match the bl!ck (yeah)
i’ma aim it at yo’ four, turn it into some dress
spinelli, recess, homework pass (b+tch)
confetti, green, blue, pink, sloppy bеnz (ooh)
up it on yo’ dog, lil’ p+ssy cat
rap don’t work, grab the poker and a f+ckin’ map (yeah)
this b+tch wanna closurе, bust her on her last (b+tch)
i’m not bang bro, but you know i bang the ass (ass)
he jumped right off the porch, got chased down (ooh, ooh)
invite yo’ b+tch over, then i kicked her out (f+ck out)
sippin’ on his juice, pour ’bout an ounce
every time a n+gga bust a stove, it’s a large amount
[chorus: good finesse]
wake up, start my day, countin’ the bankroll
nice guy, i’m hard on a b+tch, call me an a+hole
all gas f+ck is a break, i’m tryna take sh+t
four slaps when we in traffic, ridin’ the sp+ceship
wake up, start my day, countin’ the bankroll
nice guy, i’m hard on a b+tch, call me an a+hole
all gas f+ck is a break, i’m tryna take sh+t
four slaps when we in traffic, ridin’ the sp+ceship

[verse 2: good finesse]
took off, and i ain’t never looked back once
them blue bills stacked up high just like gas prices
n+gga finna pour a four lines and popped this v+cut
cartier is sittin’ on my face, you know i’m buffed up
i’m racked up and cashed out, yo’ b+tch wanna choose now
diamonds they be dancin’, they be movin’ like james brown
bust another stove wide open, had the body slammin’
found old tech in the drawer by my granny cabinet
b+tch, you know i’m bleedin’ in the field, so i’m steady stabbin’
hit after hit, so you know that i got it babbin’
rollie on my wrist, remember times when i didn’t have it
turn up with this rap when i drop, you gotta slap it

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