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good finesse - price differnce lyrics

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[intro]
notorious mobster, whitey buldger
(run that back, west)

[chorus: good finesse]
he was slippin’ with that bag, he f+cked up
i just got some free chip, i just lucked up
these grams heavy, why you think a n+gga neck hurt?
i could find it anywhere, b+tch, i’m an expert
he was slippin’ with that bag, he f+cked up
i just got some free chip, i just lucked up
these grams heavy, why you think a n+gga neck hurt?
i could find it anywhere, b+tch, i’m an expert

[verse 1: good finesse]
all these grams on my neck, but i ain’t actin’ nothin’
i’m a real smart n+gga, don’t be actin’ dumb
and i always get the bag so i pop my sh+t
fifty bands, hundred bands, i be in and out
she playin’ games with a n+gga, so i kicked hеr out
i be drivin’ foreign coupes with thе lights in it
my d’s hit your d’s, don’t, it’s an ice difference
2k to 24, that’s a big difference
n+ggas poppin’ hot sh+t ’til they limbs missin’
these n+ggas swear they got some money but they penny pinchin’
and i’m steady in the field ’til i see a million
steady growin’ over time ’til i get a trophy
[chorus: good finesse]
he was slippin’ with that bag, he f+cked up
i just got some free chip, i just lucked up
these grams heavy, why you think a n+gga neck hurt?
i could find it anywhere, b+tch, i’m an expert
he was slippin’ with that bag, he f+cked up
i just got some free chip, i just lucked up
these grams heavy, why you think a n+gga neck hurt?
i could find it anywhere, b+tch, i’m an expert

[verse 2: ralfy the plug]
my piece and your piece, it’s a price difference
only thing i would be keepin’ is my smith &
the stincs ain’t goin’ nowhere, you can stop b+tchin’
them n+ggas you with look nice as h+ll, they not vicious
i like good head and bread, b+tch, not kisses
i’m the n+gga to take your bread, he might kiss you
you got some money, i’ma need to call for a late+night issue
b+tches be blowin’ up my phone like “i miss you”
they like, “all that sh+t on you, n+gga, ralfy, i hope you got tissue”
i was puttin’ my long pole all in her denim
she be havin’ my song quotes all in her mental
i f+ck with the stinc team, y’all original
the plug

[chorus: good finesse]
he was slippin’ with that bag, he f+cked up
i just got some free chip, i just lucked up
these grams heavy, why you think a n+gga neck hurt?
i could find it anywhere, b+tch, i’m an expert
he was slippin’ with that bag, he f+cked up
i just got some free chip, i just lucked up
these grams heavy, why you think a n+gga neck hurt?
i could find it anywhere, b+tch, i’m an expert



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