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mellow - fiinesse (remix) lyrics

[chorus: desiigner]
i like to juug and finesse, huh
i like to get to the checks
everyday i get the money
i get the money, i juug and finesse
these n-ggas, they know i’m the plug
know i’m the plug, i juug and finesse
i’ve been servin’ dope with the lean
servin’ that act, servin’ that tech
call me up if you want it, you can buy it
i got percies on me and some b-tches wanna try it
she wanna give head, she wanna f-ck me, i just wanna rise up
i just want money, i just wanna get it, i just wanna rise up

[verse 1: desiigner]
i like to roll up in the maybach, while i’m drivin’
thinkin’ ’bout life, [?] this sh-t, like coney island
y’all n-ggas wanna ride roller coasters, coney island
had this b-tch on a ride, like roller coasters, coney island
all this sh-t be funny, night show, night show, jimmy fallon
look at my shoes, and my jacket, stoney island, huh
look at my ice and you know that sh-t be blingin’, huh
look at my gang and you know them choppas singin’
you wanna live my life? you gotta pay that price
you wanna smoke my drugs? we charge cali price
we servin’ out the mansion, we got choppas in it
my cousin’s hit me up and my lean is swimmin’
i get to that bag, get to that bag, let’s get it
i put my whole trap on and that bring my people with me
i put myself on and them b-tches come with it
banana in her b-tt, yeah, i had to split it

[verse 2: mellow]
hard as h-ll is how i’m drippin’
you slippin’, i’m on a mission
i be grippin’, i ain’t trippin decision after decision
i be makin’ brothers over my blood f-ck the fake sh-t
no debatin’, we the greatest
now you hate this
work hard, work hard, work hard, i can’t erase this
i got money now
but i’m still dressin’ basic
you the end of the bag
got finessed, let me shake this
bread, i’ma break this
take this if you on some fake sh-t
i’ll get your b-tch naked
i lived on a cot for two years in the motherf-ckin’ bas-m-nt
is you with it?
ask your girl, i copped the digits yup i did it
snap on beat, cause i’m fitted, i’m the littest
when i rap, you eat bars
cause i sh-t it, better quit it
hol’ up, why you p-ssed off?
yeah, you know that this sh-t raw
no time for your tick tock
turn you backwards, ain’t no criss-cross
jump ball, ain’t no tip off
give a f-ck what a b-tch thought
all my clothes she tryna rip off
so i told the hoe, “kick rocks”
i be aiming for the tip top
all my homies, yeah, they sift soft
whip it hard, then they ship off
she suck d-ck till that sh-ts soft

- mellow lyrics

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